She watched the smile vanish from his face, and it troubled her.  She reached out and lightly brushed her fingers over the back of his hand saying nothing, just offering silent support.  She assumed his look was because he realized how close to being killed he was.  She was slow to pull her hand away from his.  She couldn't explain why though, it just felt right.  She didn't need to say anything else, because his mood brightened as they began to joke about throwing the book.  

"Well if that title doesn't work, I am sure we could find a copy of 'Stolen vehicle driving for dummies' somewhere.  They say there is a dummies book for everything."  She was finally no longer touching him, but her hand rested on the bed next to his. Her attention turning to the uneaten tray of food.  Just as she had feared, it was lime Jello.  No one actually liked that green crap, but they insisted on serving it anyway.  

All this talk of food reminded her that she hadn't eaten anything today herself.  She'd had a little bit of time, but it was too hot, and she had had no appetite. She reached into her pocket and pulled out her phone.  She was in no hurry to leave, and he had just given her a handy excuse to hang out for a little while longer. "Pizza or Pasta?"  She asked opening an app to search for the nearest delivery joint.  "Oh, there is also a Chinese place that delivers here."  she said holding up the phone and leaning closer to show him the options.  "Apparently we aren't the only people who can't stomach hospital food."  She laughed a little.  "So It's our lucky night.  Just tell me what you are in the mood for, and according to this, it will be here before we know it."