If he wasn't already so severely injured Fallon would've pushed back against his stubbornness without a second's hesitation. Having experienced the brutal nature of broken ribs before, she knew firsthand his position couldn't be comfortable to maintain. Bones only grew back so fast, after all. Jesse would be lucky to avoid popping a lung too if he wasn't careful.

More than that, the look he gave her proved he didn't buy her lie. Fallon kept her gaze steady on his and tried to keep her expression soft. "Jess," she sighed, her hand once again urging him backwards. Only, this time as the pressure of her touch increased Fallon inched closer towards the head of the bed. Perhaps if she was within reach he would allow himself to be comfortable.

"There are some things about the tundra — some fears — that I'm never going to be able to adequately explain to you," Fallon stated after a minute. "It's not that I don't trust you or anything of the sort. It just won't make sense to someone who wasn't there." Another roundabout explanation. Merlin, she hoped it didn't lead to a fight. "I found out about the test and sat within a foot of my fireplace until I could watch the flames without needing to reassure myself that I wasn't back there. Last night was nightmare after nightmare, and, truthfully, I'm still a bit unnerved." It was a miracle she hadn't woken Malou up with her tossing and turning.

Shifting forward again, Fallon moved until there was only a few inches between them. "I've been looking forward to seeing you all day. Please don't ruin it." An earnest statement and plea, one she ardently hoped he'd hear.