Uh, sure. [She says, glancing around from in her seat and feeling the faint twinge of her chest at the thought.
As long as he's back fast. Why is she worried?
It's just a weird surge of anxiety, she's never really dealt with it that badly before. Jeez.] I'll be... here.
[Maybe with her head on the desk when he gets back, tired but not really sleeping. Maybe dozing. It started with screwing her eyes shut with a deep breath, sort of ended with dozing off.]