Seeing her picking at the meal, he finished his and placed a hand on her shoulder, waiting until she looked up to say, "You should be happier, I'm dead and I found a way to accept it, just smile, besides I miss your smile" grinning he pulled her over to his laptop and opened it up before pointing her to YouTube and starting up a typical cat video.<br/><br/>Standing over her as she watched he found himself admiring her subconsciously, her curves and shapely figure, she was gorgeous. Coughing he saw the video done, and put up another, doing this until she smiled and was happy once again.<br/><br/>It was strange to think of someone without this, but he wanted to share what he had with her, just give her time to relax.<br/><br/>Without realizing he had started to squeeze and caress her shoulders, without comprehending it, much like he was trying to massage her, his mind elsewhere as he did this. Not sure what to think, as he imagined and dreamed.<br/><br/>Using one hand he changed the video again before carrying on. Squeezing and stroking her shoulders, massaging and trying to make her feel like she was in his eyes, an angel, a true angel, a fighter but compassionate.<br/><br/>This time he woke up and realized with horror what he was doing, pulling his hands back he blushed not sure how he had been reacting as his mind had just wandered away, putting her whole mind on automatic and causing his emotions and feelings to reveal in his actions.