[ She knew she was fussing, but how could she not? It was the second time he was in such a dangerous situation. Part of her wanted to be mad that he could just laugh about it, but who was she to scold him? It's not like she had done anything to help with either one.
She remains standing, but her fingers do curl, tightening her grip. He looked alright. Sounded like it too, at least. ]
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She remains standing, but her fingers do curl, tightening her grip. He looked alright. Sounded like it too, at least. ]
Okay..