Of course when he came out of the bathroom in his t-shirt and her track pants that only came to the middle of his shins, she had to hide the grin. He didn’t care though. “Did you want something to eat or drink? Can you eat or drink?” She had no idea what the rules were for this situation.
Pausing, Bryce rubbed a hand over his stomach. “I’m not even thirsty, so I’ll go with no.” The expression on his face sobered.
“That’s not a good thing is it?” She motioned to the small couch on the other side of the room before moving towards it. “You’re going to vanish again, aren’t you?” Sitting down she curled her feet up under her and turned to watch him sit down slowly.
Running his hand over the material of the couch, she watched as he sat on a piece of furniture for the first time in almost four decades. “I have the feeling I will be gone with the sun again, actually.” He turned sad eyes on her. “But I’m here for now and I have you to thank for that.”
“See, that’s what I don’t understand. How could I have anything to do with what happened? I wasn’t even born for seven years after it happened.”