"Thanks." He knew better than to go on about it. He just focused on his breathing and counting backwards from one hundred by sevens. He needed to stay removed a moment if he was going to get control of himself—but he left one hand gently resting and drawing nonsense glyphs on her arm.
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Date: 2019-10-14 05:25 am (UTC)