Whatever it was he was doing to ward her room was nothing compared to simply having him there with her. She needed the comfort of a familiar body in bed with her and nobody was more familiar to her than Dory. She sighed once more, relieved to feel him against her, the feeling of the safety of his arms around her was all she needed.

Of course he then went and completely undid her with only a few words. The flood gates opened as the pent up up emotions spilled out in unrestrained sobs against his shirt. She clung to him, fingers curled into his shirt like he was the only thing keeping her afloat in a sea of uncertainty and helplessness.