It's a good thing he holds on to her hand otherwise she might draw it back to herself by impulse for smoothing her skirts, or tucking her hair back into place behind her ears, or any of a half dozen little motions meant to neaten all her edges.

"Oh, it's all perfectly all right. You'd Warden business to see to. I'm led to believe that's some requirement of your service. And anyway, you remember. I would have made very poor company."

Ha ha ha, look at these fine little jokes.