[He wishes he could say it was nice. But all he can think of is "it's grounding". Her hold, the pressure of her hands and arms keeping his mind centered on this reality. Pulling him back from the memory of coming back to Earth. The Garrison -- the people he'd gone to for help turning him into a science project.]
[Like people here had done to Lavellan.]
(Sam... probably would tell you -- worrying about other people helps.)
[It helps him. It keeps his mind focused on something. Instead of drifting away to where it wants to go.]
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[Like people here had done to Lavellan.]
(Sam... probably would tell you -- worrying about other people helps.)
[It helps him. It keeps his mind focused on something. Instead of drifting away to where it wants to go.]