Date: 2008-06-29 08:45 pm (UTC)
takingouttrash: (Tony Dance)
She had been indecisive, that wasn't quite the same as flustered, thank you very much. ... and she'd meant his home.
... that didn't mean that she wasn't worried. A lot. Her only comment to his arm around her shoulders was her own tightly around his waist. Yes, his weight was greater than her own. Her determination to help didn't waver because of that.

They were standing in an empty parking lot, all alone - the lights in the tubs store had gone out and there'd been the noise of a car driving away from the other side of the building. And he was repeating her name as if he wasn't aware that her attention was focused on him and him alone. "Okay. I'm here, all right?" Oh yeah. Once the worry crystallized into actual fear, there was firmness again and determination.

"Let's blow out of here then." Contact. Breathe. Smile. Stay with me, Tony. I'm right here. Holding him closely, she didn't even look around to register where said coffee place was. She headed straight for the car. "Keys, please?"
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