Seamus let his head roll to the side to watch her as she snuggled down next to him on his hopsital bed, tucked carefully in the space he wasn't taking up. He didn't have the energy to move over for her though, so he could only hope she was comfortable.
"I'll always come back," He whispered softly, tracing his eyes over her face, taking in her tired features. Gently he reached out and laced his hand with hers before closing his eyes again. He could sleep this off, and then he'd take care of her, "I'm so glad you're ok."