When one favored masks, they could be especially difficult to discuss. All the more so when one was forced to interact without them. Reinette understood, all too well. Not only to feel week and betrayed by one's own body, but to also be exposed as well.

And so she purposefully misunderstood Jack's words, reaching for the gentle teasing they once favored.

"Not yet." The actress case just a hint of a confused light in her eyes as she echoed Jack's words. But only just. It would be inconsiderate to wear too many masks when Jack was left with none. The only thing she hid was the depth of her concern.

"What would you do with yourself instead?"

One finger traced along the muscles in his forearm with a gentle pressure.

It was nothing but words. If he followed her unmasked gaze closely enough Jack would see that immediately.

Reinette leaned in to press a kiss to Jack's forehead.

"Rest, Jack."