[Furiosa had been preoccupied with trying to get his legs, but looks up at the tone and immediately goes still.
The hand that had been grabbing and twisting the front of that henley goes still, then presses flat against his shoulder. She doesn't throw herself off him, yet, but goes still instead. Sometimes the come-down is easier if you don't treat it like an emergency, though it certainly can be one.
She looks him in the eyes, and pushes back slowly, putting a few more inches between them, giving him the space to extricate himself if he needs.]
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The hand that had been grabbing and twisting the front of that henley goes still, then presses flat against his shoulder. She doesn't throw herself off him, yet, but goes still instead. Sometimes the come-down is easier if you don't treat it like an emergency, though it certainly can be one.
She looks him in the eyes, and pushes back slowly, putting a few more inches between them, giving him the space to extricate himself if he needs.]
You're here with me.