"Then you're ahead of most Creation, Ennis del Mar," she smiles at him. "Bet you never thought you'd hear that one."

She doesn't take him away, because this is where he is and should be, but she puts a cool hand to his forehead for a moment and it's nothing but a cool hand to the forehead.

But maybe that's kinda all it needs to be, and then her hand's pulled away.

"Still mad?"