Eirene has a small idea of what Clark is going through, aside from the empathic thing, having been parted from the people on her world for a number of years as well, though the circumstances were vastly different. It allows her to reach over and lace her fingers in his without comment.

Or, several minutes without comment while the waitress jots down the orders and then flounces off again.

Shyly: "I'm here two more weeks," she always stays for a month and then re-invades the Bar, "so if you want help with that furniture stuff, I wouldn't mind lending a hand."