[ she's been feeling the same way since he'd died, and the knots in her own stomach have barely subsided, even after he's woken up. in fact, unease has just accompanied the knotting, making her feel slightly ill all over again. the whole time she'd waited for him to wake, she'd been terrified that she'd gotten something wrong, that he'd end up missing another one of his senses or his memories, and she'd never forgive herself if that happened. she honestly isn't sure what she'd do if it did.
she's not convinced at all. and from the look of things neither is treeby, who looks back at her, clearly still distressed. her mouth purses as she turns her attention back to him and watches as he moves to retrieve his lantern, and he does appear to be steadier, but there's an uneasiness in the pit of her stomach that doesn't subside. matthew's always downplayed his afflictions to a dangerous degree, who's to say he's not doing that now? ]
All right. [ she doesn't bother hiding her doubt from him, but it's not as if there's much she can do for him while they're still in the church. ] Let's go home.
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she's not convinced at all. and from the look of things neither is treeby, who looks back at her, clearly still distressed. her mouth purses as she turns her attention back to him and watches as he moves to retrieve his lantern, and he does appear to be steadier, but there's an uneasiness in the pit of her stomach that doesn't subside. matthew's always downplayed his afflictions to a dangerous degree, who's to say he's not doing that now? ]
All right. [ she doesn't bother hiding her doubt from him, but it's not as if there's much she can do for him while they're still in the church. ] Let's go home.