Blacktail Deer Plateau The road outside my house is paved with good intentions

"Don't," she whispered, unable to stop herself from burying her face in the hollow of his shoulder. "Stop beating yourself up," she added, her words meant for more than the issues they were currently discussing. She was tired of fighting, beyond weary of the strange tension that had wedged between them. 

"Could you tell me what your symptoms have been like exactly?" She asked, pulling back to study him - slipping into healer mode.