As she pondered, bewildered, Bennett appeared holding a towel for her. With a puzzled expression, she inquired, “What is it?"

“Shall I wipe your face?"

Prompted by his question, Claudia instinctively touched her face, questioning, "Is there something on it?"

“Yes.”

He placed the warm towel in his palm and gently cradled the back of her head with his other hand. "Please, close your eyes."