It's okay. I'm a lot stronger than I look, you won't hurt me.
[She turns her head to smile over at him, her free hand going up to rest gently atop his that's clutching hold of her shoulder. It's a brief gesture of solidarity, before focusing her strength down in her legs and staying strong and as rigid as possible so Bran won't fall over. She doesn't wait for Summer or Bran to move first and instead takes the lead, counting softly so that she can keep a reasonable pace. One, two, three. Over and over, a whispered timer.]
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[She turns her head to smile over at him, her free hand going up to rest gently atop his that's clutching hold of her shoulder. It's a brief gesture of solidarity, before focusing her strength down in her legs and staying strong and as rigid as possible so Bran won't fall over. She doesn't wait for Summer or Bran to move first and instead takes the lead, counting softly so that she can keep a reasonable pace. One, two, three. Over and over, a whispered timer.]