[ It comes out of Asra little louder than a whisper, smooth and even and sharp as a needle... but one of his hands reached between them, tawny fingerips brushing the back of Julian's hand, too gentle for the barbed snipe. And then sighed, slow, eyes closing, shoulders lifting as he drew another breath--
Find center, don't be a child, you can do this--
Asra's fingers encircled Julian's wrist, giving a small, leading tug. ]
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[ It comes out of Asra little louder than a whisper, smooth and even and sharp as a needle... but one of his hands reached between them, tawny fingerips brushing the back of Julian's hand, too gentle for the barbed snipe. And then sighed, slow, eyes closing, shoulders lifting as he drew another breath--
Find center, don't be a child, you can do this--
Asra's fingers encircled Julian's wrist, giving a small, leading tug. ]
Come with me. Somewhere quiet, to talk.