He snaked an arm around her waist when she sat down, because that was simply the proper position to assume while doing the totally-not-cuddling-in-a-heap-of-pillows-while-talking thing.
"I'm fine," he said easily. "Don't worry about it. Your turn now, to talk, right?"
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"I'm fine," he said easily. "Don't worry about it. Your turn now, to talk, right?"