For someone who’s job used to consist of causing as much destruction as humanly possible on a day to day basis, it’s somewhat surprising how gentle he can actually be when he wants to. There’s a low noise in the back of his throat, a slight narrowing of his eyes to express his concern, but after that there’s one hand on her shoulder, the other reaching down to very carefully remover her grip from his clothing. With the task accomplished, there’s a quick gaze about the room, and the moment he’s able to locate the couch, he’s very carefully guiding her over to it so that the both of them can sit.

While there are no words in response, the noise he’s making shifts pitch, takes on a more curious tone. It’s the first time he’s seen her this serious, this perturbed, and it’s definitely more than a bit concerning.