[Increasingly worried, Sadie at least manages to lower herself again, slowly—but she rearranges herself to sit up, carefully, successfully doing well not to disturb her back—and to keep herself covered. She eventually settles with her arms around her knees, thighs pressed up against her chest.
She can't really predict what he's feeling, and she doesn't want to force him to open up about it, or anything—but she can't touch his back, or take his hand back in both of hers, or—anything she's wishing she could be doing, right now. He seemed fine—even excited—a moment ago, unless he was just really upset about her transformation.
Sadie bites her lip uncertainly, not wanting to alienate Lars for expressing himself... but feeling totally unsure of what to do. URGH]
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She can't really predict what he's feeling, and she doesn't want to force him to open up about it, or anything—but she can't touch his back, or take his hand back in both of hers, or—anything she's wishing she could be doing, right now. He seemed fine—even excited—a moment ago, unless he was just really upset about her transformation.
Sadie bites her lip uncertainly, not wanting to alienate Lars for expressing himself... but feeling totally unsure of what to do. URGH]
Did...I upset you?