"There's no way your body won't heal on its own?" asked Mary quietly, "I'll be honest, Kristian, I don't think I can handle another death... not now. That's why I've been so weary of opening up to you. I don't want to lose another friend, another companion." She hoped she wasn't being selfish. Mary slightly sat up and winced a little. "I-if you're comfortable enough, I'd... well, I'd appreciate your company." said Mary gently, gesturing to the empty side of the bed. She wasn't looking for anything more than someone to just be there.