It's noticed, and her expression goes almost painfully soft. She continues. Will continue, for hours, as long as he's reacting positively to it. Until her arm falls off. "Still you. Still alive. Right here." It's for herself, as much as him. He's alive, she can feel it as steadily and surely as he can hear proof of the same for her. It's a comfort.
"Never on opposite teams means you never have to do that again, right? Smoother sailing, time to just rest..."
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Date: 2020-05-08 09:00 am (UTC)"Never on opposite teams means you never have to do that again, right? Smoother sailing, time to just rest..."