[There’s not not a jolt through Aubrey at that flash of anger, how quickly it dies. At the same time, though—this isn’t his dream. She’s been grabbed worse, now.
[He has Sunny’s grip strength—and sad, sad face.]
Hey. [Not without unease, but… one of the calmer greetings she’s offered.] I… handled that pretty bad. I know.
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[There’s not not a jolt through Aubrey at that flash of anger, how quickly it dies. At the same time, though—this isn’t his dream. She’s been grabbed worse, now.
[He has Sunny’s grip strength—and sad, sad face.]
Hey. [Not without unease, but… one of the calmer greetings she’s offered.] I… handled that pretty bad. I know.
He’s your friend, right? [Not bitter.]