"I've had very little to smile about this way before now," he admitted, shifting so he could lean back against the pillows with her. It was ridiculous, this feeling of lightness at something he had been telling himself would happen all along. Ridiculous and illogical.
Yet, there it was.
"Not nothing to worry about," he chuckled. "You heard what he said. No, tiring yourself out too soon. But," he wrapped both arms around her both because he wanted the reassurance himself and because he knew his careful touches and gestures these last weeks had to have been annoying to a woman with as tactile a nature as hers. Not being able to touch people had to have been driving her mad. "Nothing serious or life-threatening to worry about in the moment, no."