[ He's not sure of what's happening, but he feels serenity coming from Maya, flowing over him like gentle waves, and the loneliness and fear and panic fade away.
His breathing is less ragged now, evening out to his normal pace, and his grip around her waist loosens, but he doesn't let go.
Something's different, that much he knows, but he has no idea the significance. He pulls back, and his confusion is written on his face. ]
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His breathing is less ragged now, evening out to his normal pace, and his grip around her waist loosens, but he doesn't let go.
Something's different, that much he knows, but he has no idea the significance. He pulls back, and his confusion is written on his face. ]
Maya--?