It probably was best if they kept with the silence, but, unfortunately, Izzy wasn't one who could just let things be quiet. It wasn't in her nature, really.
She cuddled into him, resting her head on his chest and sighing. It felt so good to lie here with him like this, to have his arms around him, but even though she knew she should just shut up and enjoy it, she couldn't help speaking.
"You're late.. I thought you weren't coming." The words were whispered and there was definitely some sadness and worry in her tone.