Part of him cursed himself for upsetting the boy once again. He should have just left off with explaining his relationship with the boy. But he had promised in not so many words that he'd tell him what he'd been up to prior to his arrival if Henry cleared up his own confusion as best he knew how.

Part of him wondered if it wouldn't have been better to try pretending to be the man Henry called father, but even as he considered the idea he knew better than to do more than merely consider it. He would fail if he tried that he suspected and to have pretended and let the boy learn he wasn't the man he believed him to be would have been more cruel than this surely.

"Henry? It's alright. No one can hurt you here." He wouldn't allow it. This may not be the grandson he knew, but he was still his grandson regardless. He would not allow anyone to harm the boy if he was capable of preventing it.

"I didn't mean to frighten you. I'm sorry." Inasmuch as he wanted to move and offer some form of comfort, he wasn't certain if he should or if stepping closer would just make the situation worse than it was already. Thus he remained where he stood, looking pained and regretful.