Just holding onto her helped tremendously. She was warm and solid and the feel of her grounded him to the moment and kept his mind from wandering back the few days that it had been since the most recent upset. For a moment, he continued to hold her, reluctantly letting go only when he realized they were still standing in the doorway. "I'm alright," he said, assuming that it was an answer to the question that she hadn't been able to ask. "Are you alright?"