He moves alongside her and she is grateful, a small smile settling on her face. She has to close her eyes a moment, but her expression is peaceful as she does it. She does not sleep, though, she can't. Not here.

"You called me something today, melda" she says after a pause, enjoying the swipe of his thumb across her knuckles, the repetition of it calming. "I had not the mind to ask, but now, in the quiet, it seems strange."

"You are not given to such things--were you so worried?"