That couldn't have shoved her a little closer to the edge, could it? Because it kind of felt like it had. Her breath caught in her throat a little.

"Good," she managed. "You're here for me, first."

But all signs were pointing to his misery not likely being too long, now. The hands on his hips were getting a little restless, like they couldn't bring him back close enough, no matter how hard they tried.