She heard him come back and let out a sigh of refielf as she showered. After a while she turned the shower off, dried, and changed into some fresh clothing. She saw him on the bed then with his hands over his face. She stood there for a moment, trying to decide what she could do. She sighed and climbed on the bed. She gently took his wrists and pulled his hands from his face and leaned down and kissed him before pulling back. She gently messaged his chest with one hand, her other combing through his hair repeadtely, trying to comfort him.
If anything, you should be angry with me.
She said after a while, still combing through his hair and messaging his chest.