<~*Chapter 5*~>
"If your ability is truly malfunctioning then that's still not your fault." Grayson says. He reaches for Scott's hand but Scott pulls away. "Scott?"
"Sorry, I just.." Scott runs his fingers through his hair, gripping it harshly until he feels a sting. "I think I just feel guilty."
"But this really isn't your fault-"
"It is!" Scott interrupts him. "And I know that you think it isn't. But it is. Everything.."
Grayson grabs Scott's hands and gently pulls them away from his hair. "Scott. Even if you feel guilty for this, it won't change what situation we're in. I may feel frustrated but it's not because of you. You must be feeling very helpless right now, but it will get better soon. So, calm down and get some rest for tonight."
Scott nods slowly. He lets his hands fall to his lap and watches as Grayson leaves. Grayson smiles sweetly, although he seems to be forcing it.