The change in behavior had him putting down his mug and reaching to take her other arm, fingers wrapping loosely around her wrist to pull her closer. He could tell she was having some trouble with something, maybe even her immortality and all the downfalls that came with it. Caius understood.

"Come here," he instructed, turning her easily before bringing her down to sit on his lap in a perpendicular fashion. Both arms around her waist and he looked at her with a warm expression of support. "Sometimes, but you are thinking more like an immortal now. Do you even realise how casual you sounded when you said 'no one died'? It's normal, but you can't focus on that."