Her humming pauses briefly when Chris joins her, singing words she knows so intimately they almost live in her skin. It brings a warmer smile to her lips as she adjust her pitch, accompanies his words with her own as she looks down at him. She and Aloïs have never shared anything quite like this, and it makes this moment special. Pained in many ways, but this is a good thing. Something worth allowing no matter how much any of them are hurting.

Her heart almost stops when Wolfe hits the floor. Not a far distance fallen, but enough of one. It takes her a moment to recover enough to finish the song, and it takes everything to keep herself from shaking as she rests her hand over the mage's on her knee.

The spell's already broken before the cleric moves to sit up, and the fresh round of adrenaline in her system allows her to help him steady himself. "We'll sing again sometime," she murmurs, "but you're right that it's late. Are you back to bed? I know this isn't your home, but I'd be fine keeping watch over it until your Jacob turns me out into the cold."

She frowns softly for a moment, takes a breath to steady herself, then forces down all of her thoughts and feelings as she turns to look at Wolfe. "Where will you rest tonight? I want to see you there safely, soon as I've cleaned up the mess we've made." What little there is. Another breath as she rests a hand on his arm. "Please. I need to know you're both getting the rest and time to recover you need tonight."