Kathy eased back slightly, not wanting to crowd as Zeke seemed to relax just a hair. Her hands cupped her elbows, lips pressed together as a reminder to stay quiet. She was just going to...go get some water from the bathroom and a cool washcloth. Give them a few minutes alone, plus Zeke was going to need that to stop a headache. Probably?

She hoped that Zeke's mom was better at...well, pretty much all of this.