[ He was equally worried, and that draws his arms easily around her now, holding her close to him for a moment. Worry for himself is rarely felt, but his worry for her still lingers enough that his hearts haven't yet stopped beating erratically.

He'll hold her as long as she needs, taking his own comfort in the embrace. ]

We're going to be okay now, not to worry. We'll make it through this Tower. After that, we can make it through anything, eh?