Mitchell watches her carefully regardless. He doesn't want to hover and treat Hasi as though she's suddenly become this fragile being (even though that's what's happened. Sort of), but he can't get rid of the knot in his chest ever since she turned up on his doorstep, no matter how hard he tries.

(Later, perhaps, he'll be able to sort things out and translate these feelings into words.)

For now, he smiles at her remark fondly, allowing himself to slip into their usual banter. "Mmm," and there's a little glance over. "You know, I can see some problems with keeping clothes on if you're going to stay here."

Although it's not said with the usual immediacy. There are a hundred little thoughts swirling around in his mind and, considering what Hasi's been through this today, he's not about to be the one to instigate anything.