[ ...Well, now if he doesn't feel like the champ chump for laughing! His mirth quickly dies out, because even if she is trying to not seem concerned, that won't stop him from being so.
His brows draw together as he searches her face, before his hand drops down to the leg that slipped out from under her, thumb smoothing against her (still cactuary) calf. ]
You...can't move it? [ Yes, that's what she said. ] But — you were fine, just a second ago! What happened?!
[ So much for laughing and teasing. This just took a turn. ]
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His brows draw together as he searches her face, before his hand drops down to the leg that slipped out from under her, thumb smoothing against her (still cactuary) calf. ]
You...can't move it? [ Yes, that's what she said. ] But — you were fine, just a second ago! What happened?!
[ So much for laughing and teasing. This just took a turn. ]