It doesn't surprise or frighten her the way it once did when he doesn't know her at first. She's prepared to jump aside if her call isn't enough, but she remains calm as she waits for him. He can't be pressed to join her before his mind is fully his own. Time and patience are the best things she can offer, and after months of being here for these random moments, she's ready for this one to go as it will.

"Yes." She draws her hand down his arm to take his hand. Loosely, but with confidence. She looks up at him with a soft smile on her face, tired but not caring a bit if it means she's hear when he needs her.

"It's all right. It's only me. Whatever else you see isn't truly here like I am." Cautiously, she gives his hand the smallest squeeze. "Sit with me? I can't fit myself to your side while you're still on your feet." Not the way she wants to when he's like this.