She did worry, a little; she doesn't know a lot of Jacob's history, and what she does know means she wouldn't be surprised if he had some negative associations with this.
But the trust has to go both ways, so she watches carefully when he stiffens and when he says he's okay, she murmurs, "Good," and steps back.
She pulls a chair out into the center of enough space for her to be able to walk around it, and then returns to him, taking his hand. "Follow me," she bids him, tugging him to his feet and guiding him to sit in it.
"You can talk, and ask questions. You can react, but your hands stay where I put them. Alright?"
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Date: 2024-12-09 04:15 pm (UTC)But the trust has to go both ways, so she watches carefully when he stiffens and when he says he's okay, she murmurs, "Good," and steps back.
She pulls a chair out into the center of enough space for her to be able to walk around it, and then returns to him, taking his hand. "Follow me," she bids him, tugging him to his feet and guiding him to sit in it.
"You can talk, and ask questions. You can react, but your hands stay where I put them. Alright?"