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( A little of both )Leena said nothing in reply, merely nodding her head and laying back. She'd need to be rested if she was going to take over driving at some point, and she didn't intend to be dozing off behind the wheel.
Nevertheless, she placed a hand on his shoulder briefly, giving it a small reassuring squeeze. Unspoken was the thought of "we're doing everything we can. Just get there in one piece and we'll handle it."
((You want to take it to a travel thread or just have them arrive there?))
Roger was once again a little surprised at how kindly Leena would treat him. As her hand touched his shoulder, and squeezed it, he felt a relaxing chill run through his core. For a moment, he was reminded of a time when he was very young, and he was laying in his mother's bed. She was rubbing his back, to help him sleep, just like she did almost every night, before he got older. The calm, wonderful memory, as well as the familiar sensation that ran through him, helped Roger relax.
"... I've gotta check on my mother to..."