Her mouth opened on its own, and words started flying out, "Um… wha…t What? No! No! You didn't hurt me. I think I slipped before I could run away from my room and fell on my stomach. You didn't hurt me."
God! She wanted to wrap him in a blanket of protection and happiness. Finally, she saw him relaxing and sighing with relief. She had so much work to do. Talk to her father, then talk to David, ask him about William's discharge, then go for a test with David, go to her therapy session, look after the bank job, get an update from Jack and Henry and so on and on. But somehow, she didn't want to leave Archer feeling sad and guilty. He really didn't hurt her, and she wanted to tell him that again and again.
She was busy in her thoughts when he asked again, "Did you tell David you had a nightmare?"
