[to say the sudden change in demeanor was troubling would be a bit of an understatement, but he's never been one to question the comings and goings of her emotions. worry creases his brow for a moment - no doubt pondering whether or not he had said something wrong to illicit that reaction - but that too fades quickly.

he pulls his hands from her when she shifts back into a seated position, folding them in his lap instead.] I imagine it must be difficult, returning to a place you didn't even know you had left. [he tugs at the cuff of his shirt sleeve and looks discomforted.] ...It was upsetting, but I don't mind waiting for you.