[Oh gods. He thought she was mad. Somehow, this is worse.
He's at her side in what could charitably be called a flash but is more accurately an anxious flutter where he doesn't know what to do with his hands, but soon enough they find her shoulders, and he leans up against her side in a half-hug, even though he's crouching. At least he's skinny.]
I'm here, Vex.
[He needs to know she's ok. To whatever degree of ok she actually is.]
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He's at her side in what could charitably be called a flash but is more accurately an anxious flutter where he doesn't know what to do with his hands, but soon enough they find her shoulders, and he leans up against her side in a half-hug, even though he's crouching. At least he's skinny.]
I'm here, Vex.
[He needs to know she's ok. To whatever degree of ok she actually is.]