[ The change in her grip has him looking over at her, gauging, watching to make sure that she's all right, that nothing is seriously wrong. He lets her process whatever she's processing before very carefully leaning down a little to look at her eyes. Not directly, off to the side. He doesn't want to startle her, after all. ]
I don't remember anything about where I was. All I have are fragments. And feelings.
[ He keeps his voice low, trying to draw her out of whatever had just startled her. ]
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I don't remember anything about where I was. All I have are fragments. And feelings.
[ He keeps his voice low, trying to draw her out of whatever had just startled her. ]