[She's still at first, uncertain, still curled up.]

[She sniffles and rubs at her eyes, and there's words there. She wasn't crying that much. Just...maybe something in her eyes.]

[After all, his tonal hearing has been shit for the heart, but there is a reason for the boost in body language reading.]

[But then she looks at the blanket, an arm moving towards it, and she's a far worse liar like this, because there is longing, wanting, and a question. Did he really want to help her?]