[ She could break contact now that she's coming back to herself; she could shrug off the comfort and continue insisting that she's fine, that she doesn't need his reassurance—
But instead, she finally sinks into him. ]
It's fine, Peter.
[ Her voice is still low and ragged, the exhaustion of being so tense and terrified. ]
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But instead, she finally sinks into him. ]
It's fine, Peter.
[ Her voice is still low and ragged, the exhaustion of being so tense and terrified. ]
It's fine.