& oh, poor atlas - the world's a beast of a burden
She really hadn't meant to wound him so thoroughly, her embarrassment only deepening as he doubles over, clearly winded. "Oh, gods, I'm so sorry," she apologizes again, dropping instinctively to the ground to help collect the file he's lost, her slender fingers grasping tightly around its spine. "Are you okay? I can, I can heal you if you like. Here." Her face is earnest and concerned as she peers up at him, the beginning of a chagrined smile curling her lips.
Her arms wrap around her as she straightens up, wondering if she'll ever have a normal encounter with Finn. "Oh, I- we- I've been back for a few days." She releases her hold on her chest enough to grab her long gold plait, fingers running over the tail of it. "What are you doing in the Grounds? Have you been here for long?"
Her arms wrap around her as she straightens up, wondering if she'll ever have a normal encounter with Finn. "Oh, I- we- I've been back for a few days." She releases her hold on her chest enough to grab her long gold plait, fingers running over the tail of it. "What are you doing in the Grounds? Have you been here for long?"
you've been holding on a long time
