Hearing her stir he sat up and approached her, taking her hand and helping her up, whispering in that same soft voice, "Careful now with getting up, I have some medical skill, but doubt the stitches will stay together if you move about too much." It was obvious certain things have changed, but in what way he was unsure, he had died yesterday and already he was wondering was this Heaven, sure it wasn't Cherub or more, but the feeling running through his mind and being in her company, it was truly a intense and confusing emotion.<br/><br/>Having come over with drink of water, he handed it over still smiling, "Michael didn't see you, don't worry, I did it all myself, I did everything because you deserve a rest."<br/><br/>Leaning over he stroked her fringe before pulling away, "Just don't move too much, I'll save my article and give the computer over to you, I've bookmarked some links for you, including my biography on my own website, if you wish to know me, I won't hide anything. The other links are about various countries, important nations and about Scotland."<br/><br/>With that he walked on over to his laptop, saved the article, closing it for later, while he opened the internet for her, so she could have it on her lap.<br/><br/>"If you need anything or got any questions, I'll be right here, I found some books I've been meaning to read, might as well begin now I'm dead." he didn't look upset about this revelation at all.