Febby covered his hands with hers as she closed her eyes, leaning into the sensation. She nodded along to what he started to say. She knew, she could tell, they wouldn't be here otherwise. He could have just called it quits and not come to let her explain. Merlin's beard they were sunk. How the hell had that happened so fast?

Then came the but. Febs opened her eyes, watching him carefully as he spoke. Her initial reaction was surprise- and she opened her mouth to protest, but managed to wait, letting him finish before jumping to conclusions. Still, her brows furrowed in confusion. Was it from the hospital thing? Really? People needed to stop reading into situations they knew nothing about. Febs tried to rationalize what that meant, but the sting of disappointment was so strong she was struggling.

She waited a moment, trying to come to terms with what he'd told her, disappointment warring with resignation, until she finally sighed slowly in the latter. It wasn't a good time, at all. And they needed to wait for the stupid hospital thing to blow over. She was just one of the most impatient creatures on the planet and when she wanted something, or in this case, someone, it was hard for her to wait. Being  reduced to letters was nearly impossible when there was so much potential.

"Right, of course. I understand." She said quietly. It was miserable, but she did understand. Febs had really meant it when she said she would never jeopardize his job, not when it was obviously so important to him.