Verona was also struggling alot with all the information she heard about Neveah's life. Sure when she found him he was skinny from malnourishment, had rough skin and rashes probably from the dirty environment he slept in... but she didn't think he had it that rough... Picturing Neveah going through all of that pained her.
Her pleas continued, a broken record repeating the same apology, but Neveah remained silent. And that silence terrified Valeriana.
"I know," he continued, his voice low but firm. "You had your circumstances… I understand that."
Verona, ever the observer, watched the exchange her face neutral and cold.
"But understanding doesn't erase the pain," Neveah added, his voice cracking slightly. "It's hard. Impossibly even to reconcile with you... It's hard to accept."