Mia cursed the secondary pull, and her efforts to pretend it wasn't there.
She was drawn to Ford, even when she wasn't consciously paying attention to it, and now she'd bumped into him like a simpleton!
She braced for his sarcastic remark, knowing it would be more playful than mean-spirited, but his face changed slightly before he answered.
"No harm done," Ford told her with a tight smile. "You've been through a lot."
Mia's mouth fell open a little. She must have scared him worse than she thought, being unconscious so long.
"Thanks," She responded, torn between gratefulness and slight suspicion. She wouldn't have terribly minded a little bit of sarcasm. "Are you doing all right?"
"I'll get there," He sighed.
"Anything I can do to help?" She asked gently, but he shook his head.
"You're already doing plenty."
