"Okay." Aspen shifted on her sofa until she was lying down, tucking a pillow under her head and wrapping up tight in the blanket. There were twin thuds, her shoes dropping to the floor, and she watched as Avram moved around the room. He hadn't even asked for best two out of three when they'd played rock-paper-scissors. He really was trying to comfort her. He was trying to be good to her. "Thank you, Avram," she said quietly, but she wasn't even certain if he heard.