The movement startled her, and she gasped in surprise. Her first instinct was to worry about his leg, but he wasn't showing any signs of pain. She appreciated his trying to make her an impromptu pillow with their clothes. The new angle made her cry out, reaching out to wrap him an arm around his neck. She wanted to kiss him, she wanted to taste him.
Crying out his name felt only natural, and she couldn't help but look up at him, studying the lines around his eyes and trying to memorize him in that exact moment.