Jennifer noticed the way Tess rubbed at her eye, but was tactful enough to not say anything. It did, however, make her feel more sympathy toward the other woman. This was a side of Tess she knew rarely came out- the side that wasn't constantly on guard, not showing emotion because it was a sign of weakness, not being vulnerable.

This was a Tess she could relate to.

Jennifer wished she could see it more often. Maybe then the two of them could try and understand each other. Help each other. Be something more than the weird doctor-patient, pseudo hostage-captor situation they had right now, where Jennifer never knew from one moment to the next where they stood.

"But at least you did make use of the time the two of you had together while it lasted," she pointed out. "Doesn't that count for anything?"