"I'm thirsty."

She had thought that he'd call a nurse, but to her surprise, he poured her a glass of water, sat on the edge of the bed, and helped her sit up.

Not only did he help her sit up, he even made her lean on him for support. She frowned and protested, "Mr. Fowler, I can sit up by myself, thank you."

He looked at her wordlessly.

There was no emotion in his deep eyes, yet Rena felt that they spoke volumes.