Thank you seems woefully inadequate. But at the moment, it's really all she has.

And while she understands that a lot of the reasoning behind his acceptance and his offer for help is to keep his ship safe and in one piece, she's also aware that more of it is due to his feelings for her.

And that settles some of her anxieties, too. Why was she even scared to begin with? They'd talked about the future enough times for her to know that he saw her as a part of his, and yet - and yet, that still didn't quell her nightmares.

She lifts the edge of the towel to take a peek at his hand, and notices that no blood wells up from the puncture once she does. "You're not bleeding anymore", she murmurs, glancing up at him slowly. "We can probably start cleaning it now."