[ i’m just panicking, and flames if he could say why. don't matter much just now. cedric's glance drops past his own shirtsleeves to find her fist, the anchor. a decision made: ]
Easy, [ calm. palms spread low and empty, shimmering in green answer. ] Let’s go find it, yeah? 'S down this way.
[ if that’s the long route, well. he’d sooner she didn't pass out on the stairs. he shifts, ready to balance or brace; eyes on how she moves. wet tile's a bad place to fall. ]
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Easy, [ calm. palms spread low and empty, shimmering in green answer. ] Let’s go find it, yeah? 'S down this way.
[ if that’s the long route, well. he’d sooner she didn't pass out on the stairs. he shifts, ready to balance or brace; eyes on how she moves. wet tile's a bad place to fall. ]