"Be honest. I cannot tolerate dishonesty"

She started crying

He sat there and watched her, unsure of what to do. It was a strange and un-nerving sight to him, watching her cry. He'd grown oblivious to the fact that she was nude, his attention on her face and the tears that streamed down it. "I'm sorry" he said to her quietly. He kissed her softly, then got up and left the room, retiring to his, leaving here alone

She cried herself to sleep, she was terrified of him

He sat at his desk in his room, writing random stories, songs, and other such things for the rest of the night.