Re: R1
She hesitated a moment, then she reached out and rubbed the soft slope of his nose as she stood there. Just a second of a touch; there and then gone, and then there again. It was the sort of reaction a person has when they haven't seen someone in a very long while; the butterflies and the shyness that accompanies that sort of a reunion.
"I am not certain he is doing any better than she is," she said openly, the worry unhidden in her voice. "What if he cannot handle it?" she asked, slipping past him to sit on the end of the bed, where she could watch the hall and see if anyone attempted to intrude on them.