She watched him carefully when he came out, averting her eyes to give him some privacy as he changed, and sighed a little shakily as he came back to join her. She'd made herself a cup of tea already, and she moved to his side, pressing a second one into his hands. She may have added a healthy dollop of whiskey, just to steady his nerves.

"Drink this," she ordered softly, reaching to run her fingers through his hair.