[Relief, warm and sweet, swells from within. Taxed and tensed muscles finally relax, and Aara sighs as a grateful smile forms. He wasn't afraid of her. An odd hiccup constricts her throat.]

I am glad...

I am so glad...

[But then panic and worry once again rises within her and she abruptly tries to lean away, frantic eyes searching out Xanth's.]

You... you have to promise me you will stay away if I ever get sick like that again. Everyone... has to stay away...