He watched her touch his arm. It was the first real bodily contact that he'd had, and it was sweet. He knew now what tenderness was and why people sought it out. Why, when they found it and it was genuine, that they held it in their hearts.
Today had been a day of many firsts, not one of them bad.
Thomas nodded. He thought that he should say something more, but didn't know what.
"Sleep well, Beauty." He finally got out. "Goodnight."