[ She takes a few steps back before turning, hurrying out of the room so she can come back. It's only a quick pop to another level to grab what she's looking for, then back to his temporary room, working as she walks. By the time the door wooshes open again, she's ready to go straight to bedside to hand him his very own PADD. ]

So you don't get too bored, and so we can stay in touch. You can read up on two hundred years of history, or watch a film, or... call me. [ She looks nervous, her grip on her PADD tightening. Maybe she shouldn't say anything, especially not when it makes her feel so vulnerable, but maybe this is a step she needs to take. ] I keep thinking you're going to disappear the second I look away.