"I think that draw is a mystery to anyone with a hint of common sense," he answered with a snort. His fingers worked the knots in her shoulders, giving her the support he could offer, drawing the support he'd never ask for.
"Of course," he said. "But you need not worry about me," he said with a small smile. "Stephen confines himself to his laboratory, I have my work, worry about yourself," he said softly, knowing the latter was true. "And in the mean time we spend as much time together as a family as we can."