That felt lovely, his touch on her hand. Emmeline was grateful to Kingsley for reminding her that human contact and company was important, for keeping her from getting too cold and closed off. Even if she might be more effective as a warrior that way, she didn't want to lose her compassion. Negative emotions could be dealt with as long as she could still access her heart, even a little bit.
She didn't know how to say any of that to him, though. Feeling was one thing, expressing was even more difficult. She finished her drink - the liquor was bringing her closer to being able to talk about it than she was normally, at least, so she should take advantage of that - and set it down, covering both of their hands with her now free one. "You won't let me," she said with a smile. "Thank you. For that, and for everything."