Date: 2006-05-22 08:16 am (UTC)
Um, whoops?

He looks to her sharply, startled again, still breathing heavily. Part of him wants to comfort her-- the other part doesn't want to touch anything.

He raises a hand and rubs at his eyes instead, shaking his head. "...I'm sorry," he says quietly, using the wraps around his arms to wipe the sweat from his brow. "I didn't..."

He looks at her again, calmer, his worry for her overriding the dream. For now.

"Are you okay?"
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