She nodded and looked back at the security desk at Frank. He seemed such a safe, jolly old guy, so she could easily believe his wife was just as stable and calm.
"I think I could do with some calm right now," Emily agreed.
She hesitated for a while, thinking of turning and walking back to the desk, but she needed something else first. She stepped close to Vincenzo again for another embrace, leaning her head on his chest. After a short while she moved her hands to hold his waist and grip his shirt into her fists. It felt impossible to accept that he would have to stay at work with those sorts of creatures around, and most probably even stand between them and the poor people who would fall victim.
"Please, please, please be careful. I really need you in one piece, okay?" she murmured under his ear.