Her hands have trouble keeping up, frantically trying to hold onto him as he continued to panic, eventually coming to a rest on his chest as the others take the brunt of holding him up. Feeling his heart still beating so fast alarmed Mipha, imagining what must have been running through his mind for the reality to be so drastically different as his eyes dart around the campsite and take in the calm.
She doesn't know whether the resulting look on his face comes from the nightmare, the realization, or the effects of standing far too soon for his condition - or all of the above.
It doesn't hit her that she's been breathing hard until the question is asked, letting herself tear her gaze away from Link only by closing her eyes and taking a deep breath. "No, I am fine, I--" She swallows, shaking her head, splaying out her fingers that were beginning to clench over his chest. "I couldn't... I'd awoken too late, he jumped out so quickly..."
The last part is punctuated by turning to Otoh and shaking her head again. They can heal physical wounds, yes, but invisible trauma of the mind is another beast entirely. She knows the sword is still clenched in his hand and she's trying to keep his swaying to a minimum, but in truth she's only just shaken off the fog from her weary and sleep-addled brain herself.
She's not going to go back to sleep.
"Everyone's alright," she says as she turns back to him, one of her hands softly stroking in place. Including you, she would have added, had the pain not been so apparent in his posture and the need to get him lying down again urgent.
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Date: 2017-08-10 08:48 pm (UTC)She doesn't know whether the resulting look on his face comes from the nightmare, the realization, or the effects of standing far too soon for his condition - or all of the above.
It doesn't hit her that she's been breathing hard until the question is asked, letting herself tear her gaze away from Link only by closing her eyes and taking a deep breath. "No, I am fine, I--" She swallows, shaking her head, splaying out her fingers that were beginning to clench over his chest. "I couldn't... I'd awoken too late, he jumped out so quickly..."
The last part is punctuated by turning to Otoh and shaking her head again. They can heal physical wounds, yes, but invisible trauma of the mind is another beast entirely. She knows the sword is still clenched in his hand and she's trying to keep his swaying to a minimum, but in truth she's only just shaken off the fog from her weary and sleep-addled brain herself.
She's not going to go back to sleep.
"Everyone's alright," she says as she turns back to him, one of her hands softly stroking in place. Including you, she would have added, had the pain not been so apparent in his posture and the need to get him lying down again urgent.