It took her a moment to realize that he was still standing there watching as she turned the little packets over in her hands. There was only one other person who had given her a gift and that had been Jim. She was upset that gift had never come with her, but it had been a weapon, and those had been stripped from her. This was so much smaller but no less significant.

He was so out of sorts, and she looked up at the murmured words he spoke to her. She smiled at him, leaning forward to rest her forehead against his own and savouring the contact. "I always do," she murmured softly to him. "Call and I will come if you need me. I'm always available for you."