That made Theodore smile, and he gave her a squeeze. This was just as important to one's health as actually healing wounds, staying calm and reducing stress and emotional turmoil, though life-threatening conditions certainly took precedence. Still, Theodore wasn't going to think about anyone that might be injured or dying tonight. He'd ensured that there were medical staff around, even if they were stretched thin across the sheer number of patients they had, and he wouldn't be notified unless they absolutely, positively needed him. Which was possible, but he would take the time to relax in the meantime.
He adjusted his hold on her so that they could move toward the bedroom. "Being terrified and doing it anyway only makes it something to be even more proud of," he said. He was more than capable, after all these years, of setting his emotions aside and functioning in a healing capacity regardless of what was going on around him. "I think we've both more than earned the right to a night's sleep, don't you?"