[she isn't very good at contact of any kind. As tired as she is, she still tenses up at first. She can count the number of times she's done anything like this on one hand. But as she gets used to it, and thanks to that aura of calm it isn't long before she relaxes, the grip she has on her jeans lessening some.
She isn't crying anymore, at least. That she's got a reign on, even if the rest is still an effort. She shuts her eyes and lets out a shaky breath]
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She isn't crying anymore, at least. That she's got a reign on, even if the rest is still an effort. She shuts her eyes and lets out a shaky breath]