Amelia would say that such things don't affect her, but current circumstances suggest otherwise. The tension falls away from her shoulders and she settles back into her seat with a broad smile.

"We've worked through pretty much everything I can think of," she answers in a soft voice. "Perhaps I need to step away from it for a day or two to think, see what else I can think of in that time." Take notes from her nightmares dreams, perhaps? Her fingers pull through the strands of her hair pin slowly, making a slightly muffled jingling sound against the table.

"You're amazing, Steve. I hope you realize that."