Seeing her come out, Lorne Noah Jackson paused his hand on the door.
Without waiting for him to speak, Emily Simpson threw herself into his embrace.
Lorne stretched out his hand to catch her, his eyebrows furrowing slightly.
"What's wrong..."
Emily shook her head, then lifted her head to look at him.
"Remember to eat breakfast, and... get some more sleep on the airplane."
She advised him like a little wife, full of concern.
In this world, the people she worried about most were her father and him.
She didn't want her dad to drink too much alcohol, nor did she want him to be too tired.
Hearing this, Lorne's eyes softened a bit.
"Also... it's getting colder, remember to wear more clothes when you go back." Emily glanced at his not-so-thick clothes and continued.
"Anything else you want to say?" Lorne asked, amused by her.
He couldn't help but find her incessant nagging extremely adorable...
