I bit my lip, already feeling myself pulled back toward him, wanting to make it better somehow, though I knew there was no way I could. My hand strayed to the back of his neck, just resting, my fingers lightly curled into his hair. "You're not an idiot," I whispered fiercely. "He's an idiot for promising something he couldn't hold to. It's just so stupid," I said with a shake of my head. My other hand covered his where it curled in on itself, tucking my fingers into his.