[ Even after he lets go, her hand still hovers nearby, ready and waiting to grab hold of him again should he lose his footing and topple over. He's taller than she is by a good margin, but she thinks she'll be able to at least keep him upright if nothing else.
But her precaution's wasted as the seconds tick by and he moves no closer to tipping horizontal, though the worry stays right where it is on her face. ]
Do you need to sit?
[ There's no one here save for them. No one will judge. ]
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But her precaution's wasted as the seconds tick by and he moves no closer to tipping horizontal, though the worry stays right where it is on her face. ]
Do you need to sit?
[ There's no one here save for them. No one will judge. ]