"It's fine," he promises, knowing all too well what the dreams (nightmares) after a transformation are like. He doesn't envy her then, nor does he have the heart to tell her that she'll probably be at their mercy for the next few days, assuming they can't get this fixed before then. How do you really deliver that kind of news?
He brushes his hand over her shoulder lightly, then pulls his hand back. "I'll ... get you a towel."
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Date: 2012-07-03 07:14 pm (UTC)From:He brushes his hand over her shoulder lightly, then pulls his hand back. "I'll ... get you a towel."