She nods, settling with that little assurance from him. She would never begrudge him checking in with other people, just as long as she gets her fair share. Once she feels a bit more up to it, she’s going to be making her own check-in rounds on people.

Her eyes dart toward Kaz, her gaze as sharp as she can muster at the moment. “Don’t.” Don’t hide. Don’t lie. He had done his part in keeping her steady for weeks, surely at his own detriment. He needs someone to help him, no matter how much he wants to deny even needing it to begin with.

“We should all eat something,” she says, her voice soft but firm. Her fingers squeeze Jesper’s in her hand, and she carefully tucks her toes under Kaz’s thigh. Tiny grounding touches to remind herself that this is real. She is so much more exhausted than she had realized.