Allison smiles, looking down at the coffee for a moment. It’s brief, because the sound of his footsteps as he walks over to her catches her attention, and her features soften when she feels his shoulder against hers.

“Water’s fine, thanks. I’m fine, I just need my stomach to settle.”

Thankfully being here, seeing him and talking with him, it’s appeasing whatever fears the nightmare had surfaced. It makes it easier to breathe, like that wedge in her chest is removed altogether even if it’s for a moment.

“Are you still adjusting to the time zone difference, or you just can’t sleep?”