The pills and water were taken when she brought them back, draining the glass and sitting it aside as he settled in against the pillows. When Aura crawled in beside him, her head finding his shoulder, Simon shifted slightly so he could wind an arm around her shoulders, drawing her in close.
He had wanted, quite badly, to open it while she was gone and rport the news to her, but something about that had seemed inherently wrong. So Simon had saved it for her return, and now sitting here, with her at his side, he was glad he had waited. "Go on. Open it," he urged her, lightly leaning his head against hers, a warm presence against her side.