Or?

"Are you sure you'll be okay by yourself?" Sonia asked Bryan with a concerned frown as she turned to look at him after checking the mirror one more time to be sure she looked okay.

"I didn't know you cared about me this much," Bryan said dryly as he watched her from the doorway. 

He couldn't believe that despite the fact that she had moved to the other room, she had still come to his room to use his shower and also dress up. Sometimes he couldn't just understand what was going on in her head... Did he just say some times? Nah, he never could understand what she was thinking.

"Come on, baby. I'm sure you don't mean that," Sonia said with a small smile as she walked up to where he was seated on his wheelchair and patted a speck of invisible dirt from the front of his shirt.

"How do I look?" She asked as she twirled around in front of him.