[ When he squeezes her hand, it just brings her attention back to the fact that they are holding hands, for all intents and purposes... and, ah... no, she must stay focused! He's relying on her to guide him safely through the teleporter, and she can't falter! ]
Very well. Shall we?
[ He doesn't seem to feel any trepidation, so that's good... shoving all other thoughts aside, she closes her eyes and fixes their destination in her mind, her grip on him unconsciously tightening in anticipation—
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Very well. Shall we?
[ He doesn't seem to feel any trepidation, so that's good... shoving all other thoughts aside, she closes her eyes and fixes their destination in her mind, her grip on him unconsciously tightening in anticipation—
—and off they go. ]