*All the same, it was some relief to know that he considered her a friend - the suggestion had taken a lot for her to say too. She looked at his tightened fists, saying nothing and not judging his actions either. In fact, she felt a sudden urge to take his hands, to hold him and reassure him. But she didn't. Not when she was now feeling some of her own guilt*

So maybe some of this is my fault. If you hadn't been so busy taking care of me...you wouldn't be so tired, you might have been better sooner...

*Faye shook her head and slowly looked up at him again. Despite her attempts at harsher words, Faye sounded sad when she spoke again, her eyes mirroring her feelings*

Good. I'm glad you're sorry. Because you put me through a lot. You have no idea how worried I was.

*All said quite briskly as though still trying to mask her upset and her relief*