[Her own figure goes slack, finally able to fully relax. The sleep on the chair was hardly restful with all the surrounding circumstances weighing on her mind. But now, she can obtain a semblance of peace.]

Then how about this? [She keeps her hand cupping his cheek, thumb lightly tracing--almost ghosting across-- the ridge of his brow to rest on his cheekbone. A shiver runs through her body. The room is cold, too cold even for a medbay, but while her body notices, her mind doesn't. She continues to stare into his eyes.]

Welcome back, Messer-kun.

[Kaname takes a slow, deep breath, hand sliding to the nape of his neck, fingers reach for his hair once again. She has to resist gripping it too tight. He's back, and he's safe, right next to her. Doing so would only hurt, not reassure her any more. Her arm moves to accommodate the new angle, but a quick, sharp feeling in her shoulder elicits a wince and an involuntary recoil.]

Ugh, geez. [She rolls her shoulder methodically, careful not to hurt it further, only looking back at Messer with a sheepish smile when she's done.] Sorry. I don't really know how long I was asleep like that. [On the chair, waiting for him.]

I should have asked, do you need anything? Another pillow, some water? I can be useful, you know. [All this is said with a grin, the message below the attempt at humor perfectly earnest and sincere.] Just tell me, okay?