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Her immediate reaction, the fact that she couldn’t even get out a full sentence let alone a second word, let him know that this was not going to go very well. Not that he had expected it to, but her tears were just absolutely breaking him. They were tearing into him, making him feel even worse about this situation that he was now in. What choices did he have? What could he do to make all of this better? He’d do anything for her, she knew he would. That included not being able to step foot into the wizarding world again…but that wasn’t fair to either of them, no matter what he did. If he stayed where he was, he lost his rights to enter any wizarding facility in Hogsmeade or Diagon Alley, which was a restraint on her if she ever wanted to bring him anywhere. But if he moved, and she came with him, it wasn’t fair to him, because he’d know that she was miserable being in this secluded little colony. He didn’t want to give into this, but…God, he didn’t know what else he could do.

“Shh…” he sighed again as his arms went around her, stroking her hair so that he could try to calm her down. He was already freaking out, and…damn it, another selfish act on his part was to want her to not cry for his sake. Why the fuck did the Ministry have to do this? Why did they have to make him feel like a complete waste? She was hurting right now because he was trying to do the right thing, to move to this stupid colony so that they could still be together…but it wouldn’t be the same. They’d have to visit each other. They wouldn’t have a home they’d share, and everything would be different. Worse. Eventually, after holding her for a few more moments, he confessed once more what he had been thinking even before he had gotten there. “I don’t know what to do…” He spoke quietly, needing to keep her close to him because he didn’t want to let her go. It wasn’t like they’d have to break up, or anything like that but…it could lead to that, if things kept getting worse. He didn’t want to think of that, but the thoughts were plaguing his mind, and they were tearing him down. “I love you, Giada…I just…I don’t know what to do…they’re fucking with our lives…and I don’t want you to get hurt. I don’t want you to keep getting hurt, because of me, and…I don’t know what to do…”