#andre trying to make sure she doesnt panic herself to death

[wolfeyedwitch]

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"Nothing's gonna happen. And if it does we're right behind you. You aren't alone Corva." Andre assured

With one last deep breath, Corva opened the door. She gave the Leers her best reassuring smile.

"I apologize, that was... unseemly of me."

[wolfeyedwitch]

She let out something between a sigh and a sob. "Yes."

He had told her she was safe.

Now she just had to act like it.

With one last deep breath, she straightened from where she was hunched over the sink. She splashed cold water on her face, then made her way back to the door.

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Corva was hanging on to her composure by her fingertips. Everything was overwhelming—the sounds, the scents, the pain—and was coalescing into a pulsing pressure behind her eyes.

Aloka let go of her, but the pain stayed, prickling through her arm like aftershocks.

"Corva? Sweetheart? Can you hear me?"

Amaya was speaking to her, but if Corva opened her mouth now, she wasn't sure what would come out. It might be a scream, or a whine, or the inevitable end result of her growing nausea. It certainly wouldn't be intelligible words.

"No one is going to touch you. You're safe; you're okay."

Aloka and Andre took a few steps back, Andre specifically taking over the breakfast so it didnt burn while their mom was helping Corva.

"You're doing great with the breathing, do you think we can try to sit down?" She asked holding out a hand if she needed, but not forcing her to take it.

[badluck990]

"There's nothing to apologize for. Do what you gotta do to calm yourself. We don't have to go back to Atlas' room before you're ready. I just wanted to make sure you were alright."

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"Nothing's gonna happen. And if it does we're right behind you. You aren't alone Corva." Andre assured

With one last deep breath, Corva opened the door. She gave the Leers her best reassuring smile.

"I apologize, that was... unseemly of me."

[badluck990]

Andre paused, he had a good guess what this was about.

"Corva...do you remember what I told you last time you were here?"

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Corva was hanging on to her composure by her fingertips. Everything was overwhelming—the sounds, the scents, the pain—and was coalescing into a pulsing pressure behind her eyes.

Aloka let go of her, but the pain stayed, prickling through her arm like aftershocks.

"Corva? Sweetheart? Can you hear me?"

Amaya was speaking to her, but if Corva opened her mouth now, she wasn't sure what would come out. It might be a scream, or a whine, or the inevitable end result of her growing nausea. It certainly wouldn't be intelligible words.

"No one is going to touch you. You're safe; you're okay."

Aloka and Andre took a few steps back, Andre specifically taking over the breakfast so it didnt burn while their mom was helping Corva.

"You're doing great with the breathing, do you think we can try to sit down?" She asked holding out a hand if she needed, but not forcing her to take it.

[wolfeyedwitch]

Her head whipped up towards the door, fast enough to make her neck crack.

"I... have been better," she said after a beat too long.

Was this going to be a Thing, now? Her on one side of a door in the hospital, the Leers on the other?

At least this time she wasn't actively bleeding.

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Corva was hanging on to her composure by her fingertips. Everything was overwhelming—the sounds, the scents, the pain—and was coalescing into a pulsing pressure behind her eyes.

Aloka let go of her, but the pain stayed, prickling through her arm like aftershocks.

"Corva? Sweetheart? Can you hear me?"

Amaya was speaking to her, but if Corva opened her mouth now, she wasn't sure what would come out. It might be a scream, or a whine, or the inevitable end result of her growing nausea. It certainly wouldn't be intelligible words.

"No one is going to touch you. You're safe; you're okay."

Aloka and Andre took a few steps back, Andre specifically taking over the breakfast so it didnt burn while their mom was helping Corva.

"You're doing great with the breathing, do you think we can try to sit down?" She asked holding out a hand if she needed, but not forcing her to take it.

[badluck990]

Her chest was tight like something was trying to suffocate her from the inside out...and a knock was at the door...

...

..

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"Corva?" Andre started, "Are you alright..."

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Corva was hanging on to her composure by her fingertips. Everything was overwhelming—the sounds, the scents, the pain—and was coalescing into a pulsing pressure behind her eyes.

Aloka let go of her, but the pain stayed, prickling through her arm like aftershocks.

"Corva? Sweetheart? Can you hear me?"

Amaya was speaking to her, but if Corva opened her mouth now, she wasn't sure what would come out. It might be a scream, or a whine, or the inevitable end result of her growing nausea. It certainly wouldn't be intelligible words.

"No one is going to touch you. You're safe; you're okay."

Aloka and Andre took a few steps back, Andre specifically taking over the breakfast so it didnt burn while their mom was helping Corva.

"You're doing great with the breathing, do you think we can try to sit down?" She asked holding out a hand if she needed, but not forcing her to take it.