Can one's chest burst from the joy a person brings? Can affection smother someone alive? Their shared breaths offer intimacy and relief, punctuated by his exhale, one which seems to drain her own tension away. She'd convinced herself that both were lost to her in this foreign space, where the injured slumbered on.

Eyes falling shut, Dany leans in to lightly bump their noses. His pulse ticks steady and strong beneath her thumb as her palm curves around his neck. "Wolf and dragon."

The simple truth is she could easily hide something from herself before she could him. Whatever ill he searches for he will not find, not when she's leaning into his touch like a lazy cat. "I've met strange people in this place, but I'm alright as well." Despite standing within a room where memories threatened to swallow her alive.

Her free hand catches his, coaxing his palm towards her mouth, so that she can press a kiss to his palm.

"I remember you." There's a question in her eyes. Why would he ask what she remembers last? "We were sailing back north. Why?"