Wait, you thought she'd leave you? Seriously? Autor thinks, aghast. And for me of all people! Are you mad? What would I even do with her--

Once the man starts crying though, the boy has to slam his eyes shut. Ostensibly in the name of granting privacy, but also to hide. There's no reason to witness this sort of thing when Elea can do it.

Which is why he doesn't notice her creeping up to take the warmer until her fingers brush while grabbing it. Autor jumps a bit, and nearly squeaks. He jerks back even more at the horrifying smile Rabastan gives him.

The boy brings up an arm across his chest, shielding himself. "Thank you for the offer, Elea, but I really shouldn't impose..."