A gentle caress; mahogany contacts hidden beneath close lids, 
&& sigh so light escaping weary lips. Calloused palm found its way onto
delicate ones, pressing warm skin against his own cheek. 

He breathes. ‘ You worry so much. ’ gaze softened as they fluttered open,
features revealing their fondness for the little maria whom he thought of
as his saving grace. ‘ —It’s alright. I’m okay. ’