He placed his free hand on the small of her back to help steady her as she stood. Perhaps in the morning he could convince her to allow a healer to attend her. Ms. Skovgaard would be discreet, he was sure, or even Maple if she refused a full healer. Truthfully, he would've felt better if she was examined that night but knew it was a futile fight.
"I'm going to lock it for tonight anyway, okay?" It wasn't a question for he was already giving her space to ready herself for sleep and swiftly closing off the floo. Just because the man didn't know where she lived when they last parted didn't mean he was incapable of finding out. A ministry friend or a chatty neighbor could easily rid her of that safety measure. To that, Dory quickly cast every protective ward he knew. It was overkill, he knew, but if it helped her at all it was worth the effort.
He watched her get into bed with a hint of unease. Typically, he slept shirtless at the bare minimum or, preferably, in the buff. Obviously, he couldn't do that tonight, but would she be offended if he remained fully clothed? Deciding on a half measure, Dory focused his gaze on her for any signs of having made the wrong choice as he unbuttoned and removed his shirt. The undershirt kept him covered enough (more than he'd ever been whilst in her bed) and was light enough that he might be able to doze.
With the invitation fully extended, Dory climbed in next to her and wasted no time in pulling her into his chest. "I got you, Win. You're safe." He promised in a near whisper. "I'm not going anwhere."
"I'm going to lock it for tonight anyway, okay?" It wasn't a question for he was already giving her space to ready herself for sleep and swiftly closing off the floo. Just because the man didn't know where she lived when they last parted didn't mean he was incapable of finding out. A ministry friend or a chatty neighbor could easily rid her of that safety measure. To that, Dory quickly cast every protective ward he knew. It was overkill, he knew, but if it helped her at all it was worth the effort.
He watched her get into bed with a hint of unease. Typically, he slept shirtless at the bare minimum or, preferably, in the buff. Obviously, he couldn't do that tonight, but would she be offended if he remained fully clothed? Deciding on a half measure, Dory focused his gaze on her for any signs of having made the wrong choice as he unbuttoned and removed his shirt. The undershirt kept him covered enough (more than he'd ever been whilst in her bed) and was light enough that he might be able to doze.
With the invitation fully extended, Dory climbed in next to her and wasted no time in pulling her into his chest. "I got you, Win. You're safe." He promised in a near whisper. "I'm not going anwhere."