Cass nodded. 'Come later, when you're finished working,' he said softly. 'I'm not going any where, as it seems,' he joked lightly, stroking her cheek as she stood up.
'It will be OK, Susan,' he assured her, though they both knew he could very well be wrong. 'This thing, whatever it is, will pass.' He watched her nod, and smiled when she kissed his forehead before leaving. Whenever had she formed that habit? Not that he minded, though he did wish she'd brought better news than this when she came.