Do I look like a DVD player to you? Don't answer that. Come lie down, let's 'ave a look.
[She's already reaching carefully into his awareness; she's very careful about memories. There's a lot of past that isn't her business to poke into, and the fact that he probably wouldn't object too strenuously is an even better reason not to take it for granted.
Laced into her mental presence are Iris' own surface emotions: the razor exultation at being trusted enough for this. The breathless joy of his eyes set in the frame of his bones and the heat of his skin, and side by side with that, the familiar excitement of a hound on a scent trail.
She drapes herself across him, one hand lightly on his face, her fingers cool on his temple.]
Right. Breathe with me. Find me the first day 'e came to work. Show me that and we can walk forwards from there.
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Date: 2013-11-11 12:05 pm (UTC)Do I look like a DVD player to you? Don't answer that. Come lie down, let's 'ave a look.
[She's already reaching carefully into his awareness; she's very careful about memories. There's a lot of past that isn't her business to poke into, and the fact that he probably wouldn't object too strenuously is an even better reason not to take it for granted.
Laced into her mental presence are Iris' own surface emotions: the razor exultation at being trusted enough for this. The breathless joy of his eyes set in the frame of his bones and the heat of his skin, and side by side with that, the familiar excitement of a hound on a scent trail.
She drapes herself across him, one hand lightly on his face, her fingers cool on his temple.]
Right. Breathe with me. Find me the first day 'e came to work. Show me that and we can walk forwards from there.