Cerrit sits heavily, for a creature with bones light enough to fly, and sighs.

"I'm sorry. You absolutely do deserve someone who can and will stay with you, and I'm sorry I can't be that."

For his own part, he's focused so hard on the local problems to avoid the thought of what he has to face back home. Oh, his wife and kids are alive, but. That doesn't make the coming Calamity that much easier to face, especially knowing it's his Calamity. That his shortsightedness was a factor in everything.