"But not really," Meredith says softly, touching his cheek as she sits back. There's no need to pretend it's a question. Something's wrong. Whatever it is, though, it's not so intractable as she started to make herself think. She isn't about to let him sink into silence and dismiss it as nothing just because of a hug, even if she wishes it could be nothing, even if she knows she ought to get her guard up again while she can. "Are you gonna talk to me, Sean?"