Why shouldn’t he? He was already worrying about another thousand things anyway. What was one more? He forced himself to nod.
“Briefing’s about to start,” she said, assertive and self-assured. “I’ll check back in later.”
“Okay,” he answered dully.
She started for the door, waving at Oliver to stay where he was. “I’ll let myself out.” His gaze cut to him again, and he couldn’t help but respond to the kindness he saw there. “Try to get some rest if you can. I promise you we’re on top of everything. You’ve already come this far, right? You can make it through the rest.”
Touched by her words, he forced a small smile. “Thank you.” His eyes followed her all the way to the door, and when it closed behind her and left him alone with Oliver, he already felt less safe.
Oliver lowered himself int
