[ dextera shakes his head. they’ve already encountered a breakdown and they aren’t even a minute into this conversation. he places his hand on his chest, gesturing to himself, but he pauses as he realizes he’s not sure how to indicate that he’s okay. ]
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[ well, he decides he can’t, and so he gestures to her instead. his palms are out and up, as kind and careful as he can be. he tilts his head. the question, really, is for her: is she well? ]
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[ well, he decides he can’t, and so he gestures to her instead. his palms are out and up, as kind and careful as he can be. he tilts his head. the question, really, is for her: is she well? ]