His words were coherent and she let out a sign of relief. The tension from only a few moments ago seemed to vanish in the warm room. He was fine and she felt herself relax with him. She had thought that this moment might be awkward, the two of them finally conversing. But it seemed only natural that it would be so easy again.
She closed her eyes and reached to place her hand over his, pressing it against her face. "I know," she said, knowing full well she did. She knew there was the animosity, the hurt between both of them. Deep down, she knew she wasn't the only one hurting from the incident. Still, she had been stubborn and made herself the victim, blaming him for everything else.
"We don't have to do this," she said, not wanting to ruin the moment. She just wanted to be here, talk easily with him again, not begin to argue about the past. "Besides, you should rest. Professor said you could stay here overnight."