[ He grabs onto her hands, and he'll deny it later, but his grip is seriously clingy and desperate. But he nods at her direction and, yes, breathing's good. Breathing is a thing his lungs are supposed to do.
It takes a few moments before he just kind of sags with a mumbled apology, and a quick, "I'm fine," before looking around. ]
no subject
It takes a few moments before he just kind of sags with a mumbled apology, and a quick, "I'm fine," before looking around. ]
Okay. So. Evil laundry room.