[ She has to smile at that, though it's short-lived and gives way to an openly nervous expression. Her grip on his hand tightens and she does her best to calm her suddenly racing heartbeat. This is ridiculous, he's going to be fine, and yet. ]

I would sneak you out of here if I could, but I'm pretty sure Chapel would hunt us down and haul you back.

[ It's an attempt at humor that falls flat as fear spikes within her. She hadn't been as worried about leaving him before when he'd been with someone at all times, but now... He deserves some peace and quiet to rest, but the idea of leaving him alone terrifies her. The irrational part of her mind is certain that he'll stay with her so long as he isn't left on his own. Her gaze moves around the room, catching on the other piece of furniture, and her throat tightens. ]

But I don't know, that chair in the corner doesn't look too terribly uncomfortable. [ A suggestion. An offer. ]