[She holds him more tightly, wishing she could at least do something with her legs besides drag them. At least they're moving now...Maybe Tyr can do it. He's reliable; she knows that, even if she can't stop feeling so afraid.
She takes a deep, shuddering breath in an attempt to calm down, and her reply comes a bit muffled from where she's pressing her face into his shoulder.]
okay! /o/
She takes a deep, shuddering breath in an attempt to calm down, and her reply comes a bit muffled from where she's pressing her face into his shoulder.]
I...Okay...Thanks.