Varus wrapped his arms around Tearys, laying her down on the bed. He would have to trust what she said about this all being normal, despite this being very abnormal. His next attention was her wrist, which didn't seem to be a glaring issue, the blood was flowing, but only a single trail about an inch long. None the less he took the medical kit from the wall and wrapped her wrist, not wanted to apply any salves that may interfere with the ritual.
She asked for him to talk to her, so why not? If it helps he would do it.
He recount story after story of events and missions the two did as part of an infiltration team. "... I didn't think I was going to make it. You know? to be so far back behind enemy lines and to have the enemy know you where there. I didn't know where you were since I had to keep quiet..." Some even had funny tales that were often told around the mess hall. "...We knew the structure was weak. I mean it was an old WOODEN building, but I didn't think the roof would have given out under my feet! ~Crack~ I fell right through on top of a pair of guards. I recovered first, thankfully..."
And before anyone could tell, several minutes had passed.