Given how shaken Blue is and how much I still don't know about us, if there is an us, I only lean forward to kiss Blue's forehead. It's chaste but I linger there, giving her a chance to hold onto me if she needs or wants. The moment passes and I lean back, nodding towards the bathroom. "There's plenty of clean towels in the cabinet. I'll find you some clothes. I can make some coffee if you want? Tea?"

Part of me just wants to fret and worry over her, which crosses over into the odd territory of wanting to spoil her, make her feel better. For now, I reach down and squeeze her hand.

"Take all the time you need, okay?"