Don't you think a girl like me should be touched?
As he explains the potential cause for the tightness, she makes a humming sound of understanding. "Yes, that would do it. The thrusting motion for spears is a very different set of muscles than what you may be used to with your bow." The hiss of his breath is just as indicative of her precision as the actual knot beneath her fingertips. She begins deepening the pressure there, small circles to help encourage the muscle to unwind. Whenever she thinks he's getting too tender, she uses the flat of her palm in soothing strokes on the surrounding area so that he won't unconsciously tense up.
As his head falls forward and he submits to her touch, she watches safely from above where he cannot see her inquisitive, lingering gaze. "This will hurt the most, but the rest will make it worth it. Now take a deep breath for me and exhale slowly," she instructs, voice falling into its working state of soft and coercive. Waiting until he does so to exert the most pressure into the source of the knot, pressing into the deep tissue and working tiny circles with her thumbs to try and release it.
As his head falls forward and he submits to her touch, she watches safely from above where he cannot see her inquisitive, lingering gaze. "This will hurt the most, but the rest will make it worth it. Now take a deep breath for me and exhale slowly," she instructs, voice falling into its working state of soft and coercive. Waiting until he does so to exert the most pressure into the source of the knot, pressing into the deep tissue and working tiny circles with her thumbs to try and release it.
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