[His hands clamp down hard on the ship's controls, as if by gripping those harder he might get a better handle on the vibrating pulse of his mind toward hers. Quiet, he tells himself - actually murmurs it aloud, a low little litany: be quiet, quiet, be quiet.
On the plus side: the mental hum does boil down to something so low that it's barely there at all. Not so great? Now your pilot's talking to himself.]
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[His hands clamp down hard on the ship's controls, as if by gripping those harder he might get a better handle on the vibrating pulse of his mind toward hers. Quiet, he tells himself - actually murmurs it aloud, a low little litany: be quiet, quiet, be quiet.
On the plus side: the mental hum does boil down to something so low that it's barely there at all. Not so great? Now your pilot's talking to himself.]