[Shealtiel's voice snaps her out of her panic for a moment, and she flushes with shame. A stupid, ridiculous dream. Like so many others. Over a... a recorded play?
The self-castigations pull her into another momentary distraction, and so Shealtiel's sudden appearance in the darkness makes her flinch with a hiss of terror, arms coming up defensively, grasping his shoulders as if to hold him away.
And then she remembers herself. Remembers who, exactly, she's grabbing. Her hands shake, and she lets them fall from him, averting her eyes.]
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The self-castigations pull her into another momentary distraction, and so Shealtiel's sudden appearance in the darkness makes her flinch with a hiss of terror, arms coming up defensively, grasping his shoulders as if to hold him away.
And then she remembers herself. Remembers who, exactly, she's grabbing. Her hands shake, and she lets them fall from him, averting her eyes.]
I- I'll replace the blanket.