[ It takes Scuti a moment longer than she'd like to compose herself. Even with his reassurance, she can't quite shake loose the conviction that if she relaxes for even a second then it'll be the end of both of them. But the night air is quiet and the rushing of the river remains undisturbed and when she focuses on that and the warm weight of Amiguchi propping her up, she can start to believe they might be alright.
Eventually she sits back from him and rubs her face, trying to encourage her usually tightly controlled calm back into place. She doesn't quite manage it, but she looks less frantic than before, less panicked. ]
Can you stand on your own? I can help if you can't manage it.
[ Ryoko Shinonome would probably buckle under the weight, but while she's Sentinel Scuti, this sort of thing should be easy. ]
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Eventually she sits back from him and rubs her face, trying to encourage her usually tightly controlled calm back into place. She doesn't quite manage it, but she looks less frantic than before, less panicked. ]
Can you stand on your own? I can help if you can't manage it.
[ Ryoko Shinonome would probably buckle under the weight, but while she's Sentinel Scuti, this sort of thing should be easy. ]