As he feels Rita's hands around his, Strange looks a bit surprised. Oh. That's her hand. Maybe that breathing thing did help. Though how the hell Rita knew breathing exercises is beyond him. He opens up his eyes and looks down at his not-on-fire hand.

Strange doesn't make any effort to take his hand away from Rita's. Instead, without really thinking, he reaches over with his free hand to put it on top of Rita's. He gives her hand a gentle squeeze.

"Thank you for rescuing me," he admits, before the yelling can start up again. "And thank you for being there when I hatched."