Zidane noticed the change a moment before she actually moved, and by the time her hands were in her lap, his head was titled forward, turning to the side so he could look up into her face.

"What's wrong?"

He was sure he could guess, and even then there were probably a dozen more things wrong than he even knew about, but he didn't try to guess at any of them out loud, just...letting her answer. He did place a hand gently on her back, rubbing a small line up and down her spine, trying to be reassuring.