[ Words couldn't express the exact emotion that crossed his features for a moment when Vil had made to give his back those few rubs, a warmth to it that made his chest ache horribly. It had him stopping short, blinking a few times as he hurried to regain his composure just as quickly. ]

Ah... Just a little tired, is all. I suppose I didn't sleep as well as I intended to.

[ By this point he already had come to fully acknowledge that Lynette wouldn't have taken this long to return to his side, but only to a degree before other thoughts crossed his mind to why that was. ]

Nothing to worry about. [ Lyney's gaze averted to the nearest window or even just to the counter. Anywhere that was convenient to distract him from the antsy feeling making his fingers twitch slightly. He wanted to go search for her again. Do something. Anything. ] What would you like me to do to help you make dinner?

[ In other words, he wanted something to occupy his time. He didn't want to think too much right now. ]