They stay like that for a bit all while he's running through how to ask this next part in a way that won't seem like he's taking advantage of her position or that he was only helping her for this.
"Sarah? ...Could you do me a favour?" He idly strokes her hair and looks across the room as he asks. "If...if the Maronis were planning something. Something big or the like, could you...warn me? Or at least hint at it for me?" He had to ask, it was almost an obligation but he still didn't want her to think he was only helping her for this.
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