She lead the outside, then turned to look at him. With a roll of her eyes, she step to him, offered a small smile, her finger moved over his chin, closing his mouth, "Stop." Her voice was kind, no malice, "Come on."
Stepping to the side, she step forward for her could join her, seem right to walk together or her a step behind. This was getting very odd, but she could see it too, the night she sat by his bed. The morning they spent in the garden...this was bad. "is this a trick...can you feel that much?"