[It's quite the stumble, and when she catches him it becomes all too obvious just how small and frail he is. It's like holding a baby bird, a fragile little thing, so warm as to feel almost fevered.
He looks up after a moment, eyes back to normal and a sheepish look on his face.]
Sorry. Visions. They... sometimes hit me out of the blue....
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He looks up after a moment, eyes back to normal and a sheepish look on his face.]
Sorry. Visions. They... sometimes hit me out of the blue....