[Times like this she's grateful that he's not the chatty type. That little touch, one syllable, it's more comforting than somebody trying to talk her through it.
Or maybe that's just because it's him.]
Embarrassing. But I'll deal. This place.
[Said with more exasperation than anything because really, this place. If it wasn't Constant Mortal Peril it'd actually (almost, maybe, not really) be funny. She shifts her head a little against his shoulder so she can look up at him, which mostly just gets her a view of his ear and jaw and chin but whatever.]
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[Times like this she's grateful that he's not the chatty type. That little touch, one syllable, it's more comforting than somebody trying to talk her through it.
Or maybe that's just because it's him.]
Embarrassing. But I'll deal. This place.
[Said with more exasperation than anything because really, this place. If it wasn't Constant Mortal Peril it'd actually (almost, maybe, not really) be funny. She shifts her head a little against his shoulder so she can look up at him, which mostly just gets her a view of his ear and jaw and chin but whatever.]
Have you had any bites yet?