"You did enough." Maryanne offered a slight watery smile. And while she wasn't sure if it was welcome or not, she leaned into him when his arm slipped around her middle. Her forehead resting against his chest. "I'm good with standing if you are." Though she would have sat on the ground too.
She forced herself to take deep breaths, even that close to him. Coaxing the sobbing edge to them to stop. "How is it you're so good at sneaking up on me? Smelling like you do I should know you're there." There was nothing in her voice that said it was a bad smell. In fact she had to actually fight the urge to shift closer.