"It works, doesn't it?" he asks, a wry smile turning up the corner of his mouth.
His thumb takes up a slow back and forth on her skin, the touch feather-light, trying to coax calm.
When she's steadier he'll get supplies to take care of her with, but for now he remains close, bringing her down from the heights of terror she was put through tonight.
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Date: 2017-06-06 03:30 pm (UTC)His thumb takes up a slow back and forth on her skin, the touch feather-light, trying to coax calm.
When she's steadier he'll get supplies to take care of her with, but for now he remains close, bringing her down from the heights of terror she was put through tonight.