Alecto feared him waking up and realizing that it was her sitting there at his side so late at night, not someone he preferred. If he smelled anything on her at all, it was the blueberry perfume she wore. Out of nervousness, her hands that held onto his warmer one tightened slightly in case he were to pull away.
"I...was worried about you, I wanted to see you. I heard what happened and I thought if I came late...--" Her thumb lightly stroked his hand,"--You would be asleep, nobody would be here."