“Thank you.” He cocks a brow and tilts his head. “For taking care of me.” He smiles, his face relaxing. “I’ll admit I am not used to affection or someone caring for me. The last person who had any sort of concern over my wellbeing was my mother. It will take some time to get used to, and I hope you will be patient with me, but thank you nonetheless.” My voice cracks and he squeezes my shoulder.

