[Beatrix takes the moment to her advantage, what she expects will be a fleeting kind of peace and she sheathes her sword. He seats himself and when he offers his sleeve, she cocks an eyebrow. She's heard plenty of strange things since her arrival, but maybe none quite as strange.]
No. I doubt that should be particularly necessary.
[Has nothing to do with her feeling weird about being faced with a naked arm. Almost nothing, anyway.
She thinks back to her time with Eustace. She can do this. She knows that she can. It helps that it doesn't look absolutely terrible from what she can see. After just a breath of hesitance, she rests a hand to his shoulder, right outside of where his wound lingers.]
no subject
No. I doubt that should be particularly necessary.
[Has nothing to do with her feeling weird about being faced with a naked arm. Almost nothing, anyway.
She thinks back to her time with Eustace. She can do this. She knows that she can. It helps that it doesn't look absolutely terrible from what she can see. After just a breath of hesitance, she rests a hand to his shoulder, right outside of where his wound lingers.]
Just here, then?