Imogen reached out to him once he focused on her, no longer caught by whatever was in his head or outside. Her fingers touched his cheek before she dropped her hand to capture his, figuring he needed the grounding touch to figure out she was actually there again.

"I went upstairs," she glanced at the stairs and focused on him again as she stepped close. "I scouted the second floor, it's clear. I'm sorry for leaving you, I should have stayed behind."