She'll take what he gives and assume the answer from the lack of response. She breathes in, then out, slow. In the end, she'd forgotten what this sort of touch was like, the reassurance that came from having someone near. She wants to gather him up to her but she's still slightly afraid she might hurt him.

"I'm going to make you drink sometime you know. You can't survive on air and food alone. I'll have to see about what sort of food they have here. I...forgot to really look."