[ She hears him inhale, feels him grip her hand, and she knows. She understands. She's reliving it too, in her own way. She's not sure how to feel about the fact that even Peter is faltering a little.
The sooner they take these assholes out, the better.
She turns to him, putting her free hand on his shoulder. ]
Are you okay, dear? I know how you can be with crowds sometimes.
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The sooner they take these assholes out, the better.
She turns to him, putting her free hand on his shoulder. ]
Are you okay, dear? I know how you can be with crowds sometimes.