Her face was still nervous. Eisen frowned a little, gently squeezing her fingers in his hand and smoothing his thumb soothingly over the top. “You’ve been here for me plenty, Lex. If I didn’t do the same for you, I wouldn’t be a very good friend, would I?” he reminded her.
“I have something else for you, by the way. One last thing. And don’t object, because frankly, I have no need for it.” He bit his lip and reached the hand not holding hers into the bag and grabbing the only remaining item. “This is probably the cheesiest sentiment ever, but I figured you might need something to bring you comfort while you’re here, so…” he held the bear out and cast his eyes down nervously, waiting for her to accept it or tell him that he was the lamest dude ever to be lame. “Told you it was cheesy,” he added.