[ Though she knows how much stronger she is as a Sentinel, there's a part of Scuti that nevertheless expects to crumple under his weight. He's not a particularly heavy boy, but she's so used to being a fragile girl that she tenses a bit as he clambers up. But her body stays firm as she can hold it and though her cheeks are burning, it's oddly reassuring just how solid he feels – not splintered apart like a china doll like she'd been imagining.
She pulls in a breath, more to steady herself than anything and reaches back to grip onto him as firmly as she can. ]
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She pulls in a breath, more to steady herself than anything and reaches back to grip onto him as firmly as she can. ]
It's fine. Do you feel steady enough?