"You don't have to leave quite yet if you don't wish to." He pulled his arm from behind her and briefly squeezed her hand. "I could get you some parchment and a quill, and I'll put on the kettle for some tea. Have you eaten yet?"
For the briefest moment, it felt almost like it had back when they were together. It was long ago, and much had changed since then, but perhaps they might still work well together. Perhaps there might be room now for friendship, if she would allow it.