I had a feeling you'd worry yourself sick if you could get sick... [ Not that she had been any better, but it had been less worry about his health and more worry about his general well-being. And, selfishly, she'd just wanted him with her.

She shifts slightly in his arms, breath just as shaky. ]

But I'm fine. And you are too.

... But keep touching me anyway.

[ One doesn't get much privacy in the jungle. ]