All of his concern is touching, but it also hurts. It's getting hard to breathe again and keeping her struggle to a minimum in front of him becomes a constant battle. She needs to let him go, needs to give them both space from this wholly upsetting event.

"If I need someone, I'll call. Thank you." Her voice is stern and leaves no room for discussion. She motions for him to use the space in her room for a portal. They both know there's enough space and they both need the quick out. But this time there's no goodbye, no sweet kiss on the cheek to bid him farewell. Just a nod and a small wave as Amelia tries to hold herself together until he leaves.