Trish nods and takes the lead stepping out of the room, her hand itching to reach for his though she resists that impulse. Probably not a good idea to walk hand in hand into the mess hall before they work out what sort of relationship they really want to be having.

"Thank you for... everything. I'll try not to make a habit of scratching on your door when I can't sleep."

If the man needs to think he also probably needs space.