He glanced over at her, watching her tense. "It'll be fine," he said quietly, putting enough artifice behind it to keep it from sounding totally hollow. What he wouldn't give to have his hands on Vaughn again. The thought of how totally the Wolf had missed his opportunity to take her out permanently set his teeth against each other.
They soon reached the subway station, and Shane bought tickets for a stop close to Rosalie's cousin's. "Keep your head down a bit. Don't look up." He found himself wishing he'd told her to wear a sweatshirt, but she could at least try to keep her face from the cameras.
He moved around a pillar to wait for the train. After a few long moments of silence, he said quickly, "I'm sorry for what I said at the hospital." There, that out of the way. He wasn't particularly good at apologies. He paused. "Boyd's...she's...I worry about her." Understatement.