He began to cry, his cheeks turning a flushed color of pink. The tears were so pure and clear, and they looked like they could make a river.
"I-I-I didn't m-mean to!"
Elm hugs him
Elm: Hey-I know you didn't! It's ok, really...
He hiccuped and sobbed
Elm: Shh...it's ok-it's not your fault...
"Mm..I-I'm sorry.."
Elm: You don't have to be sorry...it's ok...
"Mm.."
He rubbed his eyes. They were glossy from his tears
Elm: You're ok...
"S-orry.."
Elm: Don't be! It's really ok...
