"All right, you all good in there? Warm? Anything hurt?"
Ahsoka nodded yes, yes, no, pulling the blanket around herself and turning onto her side.
"Hey, hey." He touched her shoulder lightly. "Can you stay on your back, please? Probably better for your stitches."
She whined, rolling over only partially. "What if something comes and tries to eat my feet?"
He laughed. "Snips, nothing's going to eat your feet."
…Wait, her face—she was completely serious. Maybe that was why she always curled up?
"Not while I'm here," he added quickly, reaching to rest his arm lightly over her ankles.