John had been limping as he had approached the table.

I--oh, my heart stopped. *wibbles*

“How... how are you?” She asked, falteringly, immediately felt stupid. It was clear how John was. She bit her lip again.

Oh my, you capture her voice so well! The hesitation, the constant feeling that she's said something obvious or stupid (this may be why I love her, lol).

And what a painful little flash of understanding for her, I can so see that in the cinematography of the show, the little closeups and slowing-down feeling as she takes it all in...

Ow, ow, my heart aches for all three of them, and this is really beautiful.