Once Breakdown lowered his hand, Sam stepped forward, planting both of her hands on the edge of his palm to boost herself up and join Will. Her movements were fairly graceless, but not at all uncertain; as soon as she could crouch by the boy, Sam had a hand on his shoulder. “Nobody's saying it's your fault; it's not.” You're just a kid, could've followed, but saying it was something Sam never considered. Will didn't need to feel any smaller, any weaker, or any more helpless than he already did.
She noticed the look from Breakdown, recognized it for what it was, and looked back at him, her expression briefly uncertain: I don't know. I don't know, yet. She turned her attention back to Will a second later, once more giving his shoulder a light squeeze before she lifted her hand to rub at her eyes. She might've missed something when she'd first looked Will over; it wouldn't've been the first time she overlooked something in an aura because some unusual feature caught her attention instead... and the offness which had somehow saturated his aura was something she'd never seen before.
Sam drew a slow breath and lowered her hands, squinting slightly as she studied Will anew. As she scrutinized him, her hands met and began to work at each other. After a time, she frowned---not at Will, but in uncertainty.
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Date: 2018-02-04 10:06 pm (UTC)She noticed the look from Breakdown, recognized it for what it was, and looked back at him, her expression briefly uncertain: I don't know. I don't know, yet. She turned her attention back to Will a second later, once more giving his shoulder a light squeeze before she lifted her hand to rub at her eyes. She might've missed something when she'd first looked Will over; it wouldn't've been the first time she overlooked something in an aura because some unusual feature caught her attention instead... and the offness which had somehow saturated his aura was something she'd never seen before.
Sam drew a slow breath and lowered her hands, squinting slightly as she studied Will anew. As she scrutinized him, her hands met and began to work at each other. After a time, she frowned---not at Will, but in uncertainty.