"....I'm feeling a lot better than earlier, that's for sure."

He reaches up to grasp Phoenix's hand, tightly enough so that the older man's trembling is almos unnoticeable....

Almost.

He notices Phoenix's unease, and when he gets to his feet, he's looking up at the face he can barely make out in the candlelight, tilting his head. "Um... I have to get something from the room, first.. but do you think you could wait for me..?"

He sympathizes with people who hate the dark.