Me: you've got a cold.
T: what makes you say that?
Me: I can hear it.
T: And I thought I was a lot better.

But as T said that, she kinda sunk down a bit in her chair/how I imagined her and smiled and appeared to be warmed by my noticing. She didn't try to deflect, obscure, dramatise. She just was in that moment.

Why that short incident stuck with me from our last session I'm not sure. Perhaps because I felt we were what we are, 2 adults sharing that immediate space. The space where often I feel like a child. This time I was the adult offering empathy & T was the receiver? And that she 'took' my empathy freely? I'm not sure.
It was a nice genuine moment.