[ She folds her arm over her eyes, just waiting for Peter to return. He's quick, but that doesn't mean she's immediately inclined to move. As Peter sits on the edge of the bed, she hums in absent acknowledgement. ]
Mm, right.
[ Another couple of breaths, and then she's pushing herself up tot accept the water. She sips at it, relief in the slow slump of her shoulders. After a few gulps: ]
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Mm, right.
[ Another couple of breaths, and then she's pushing herself up tot accept the water. She sips at it, relief in the slow slump of her shoulders. After a few gulps: ]
Thank you.