“Unfortunately for you, you can’t really control where my worry goes.”

At least she was giving him a choice this time, telling herself it was okay if he didn’t reach for her hand. It was a small relief when he didn’t reach and so she linked their fingers, letting their hands drift down to rest between them. Then she leaned into him, tilting her head to rest it against his shoulder while she closed her eyes. It seemed she was content to sit like this in silence.