As wonderful as the moment was, when he found his arm empty, he looked up. He felt exposed and didn't realize how heavy he had been breathing.

"N-no... " he placed a hand over his face. What was he doing !? "Please, don't apologize. It's me. It's... it is always me who is failing. I don't deserve God and I don't deserve you."

He was a complete mess, and he would ruin Gabriel and his own soul. No matter what he told himself, that he could be strong. Just the chance to get close to the priest had him stumbling over himself.

He stepped back shakily and looked down. "I should... g-go. I've done enough damage..." he clutched at his chest feeling the pain from the rejection and the shame. Would he never learn?