[She can still sense his unease, if only by the way his arm tentatively holds her, and she tries not to tense under it.]
... Mm.
[It's hard not to be a little unsure. She still blames herself for what happened—it was her idea, her dream, and then it was her who had been so stuck in her own fantasies that she hadn't seen the signs sooner. If only she had, then they might not be here like this right now, the air so thin it feels like it's about ready to snap around her. If only, if only, if only...
Well, it's leagues better than the last time it happened, isn't it...?]
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... Mm.
[It's hard not to be a little unsure. She still blames herself for what happened—it was her idea, her dream, and then it was her who had been so stuck in her own fantasies that she hadn't seen the signs sooner. If only she had, then they might not be here like this right now, the air so thin it feels like it's about ready to snap around her. If only, if only, if only...
Well, it's leagues better than the last time it happened, isn't it...?]
You should get some rest.