[ He blinks in surprise when he feels her other hand come around his. He might be the touchy type, but she isn't. With her words, he feels a little jab. He doesn't ever doubt that she's right or that her work is good; she's yet to let him down.
His hand grips hers more tightly. ] There aren't any guarantees... If there's more to the curse or if it's stronger than you thought... [ He doesn't continue that. He doesn't want to think about it. ]
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His hand grips hers more tightly. ] There aren't any guarantees... If there's more to the curse or if it's stronger than you thought... [ He doesn't continue that. He doesn't want to think about it. ]