[He'll come join her on the bed, gently bumping his shoulder against hers. Instead of saying "you're welcome" or "of course" or "it's the least I could do", he just hums a few little notes and nods.]
Would it help if you closed your eyes? I'll make sure no one walks in and spooks you.
[As if they could be so lucky! He huffs, clicking his tongue in mild agitation.]
Quite an ability. [AN ANNOYING ONE. If he finds out who did this to Natalie he's gonna beat em up.] Is it just your vision? Can you still see, hear and smell fine?
[He just smiles in response - a little quirk of a grin that's both gentle and amused. But they've got REMEDIES TO TRY that will DEFINITELY FAIL!!]
Alright! All you need to do is lay flat on your back, head on the pillow. Once it's there, try looking- [He mimes like, a 45 degree angle with his hands and then points to a spot on the wall.] -that way.
[There's a brief beat before he reaches out, gently resting a hand at her elbow for a second and shaking his head.]
I'm sure it's someone's ability. [Though he has to wonder if it's part of that ability or something else that has her apparently worried for her sanity instead...] It'll probably go as quickly as it came.
[It's very uncharacteristic, the way she reaches back to touch his hand. It might be telling of just how much this is throwing her, even though she tries to keep her face neutral. She wants - needs something to stabilize her.]
[Give him a second as he mentally cards through his long traveler's memory of songs he's picked up over the years, before he eventually starts humming this little tune!]
[She slides her eyes closed as she listens, and though it doesn't remove the visions she's seeing... She at least seems a measure calmer than when she asked that question.]
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Thanks. [...] I mean it this time without the task.
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Would it help if you closed your eyes? I'll make sure no one walks in and spooks you.
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No, it doesn't. They're still there.
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Quite an ability. [AN ANNOYING ONE. If he finds out who did this to Natalie he's gonna beat em up.] Is it just your vision? Can you still see, hear and smell fine?
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Just my vision. [...] The floor looks like it's moving.
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Mm... If it is an ability, I'm not sure that any tricks I know for dizziness would help.
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[As unsteady as she still sounds... It’s enough that he stayed.]
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Just like I don't have to share my soup or the peanut butter from my shirt that you don't want, ah? [Gently teasing...]
Drinking water with ginger in it may help, and so can lying down with your head at a certain angle. Want to try either?
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[And to her, it is: it's one thing to offer something small, but another thing entirely to stay when she needs it.]
...The second one.
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Alright! All you need to do is lay flat on your back, head on the pillow. Once it's there, try looking- [He mimes like, a 45 degree angle with his hands and then points to a spot on the wall.] -that way.
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[She's doing just that! And after a few seconds of staring—]
They're still there.
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What about the dizziness? Are things still spinning, too?
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[Hallucinations... Fun.]
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Mm, I don't think I know anything that could help, in that case.
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[She didn't really expect him to, especially if it was, in fact, a power.]
You know how - when you step in a lake, it ripples? That's what it's doing.
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[TAPPING A FINGER AGAINST HIS CHIN... Is he still trying to think up ways that might help?? Yeah. Yeah he is.]
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I'm really not going crazy?
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I'm sure it's someone's ability. [Though he has to wonder if it's part of that ability or something else that has her apparently worried for her sanity instead...] It'll probably go as quickly as it came.
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[It's very uncharacteristic, the way she reaches back to touch his hand. It might be telling of just how much this is throwing her, even though she tries to keep her face neutral. She wants - needs something to stabilize her.]
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--Do you want me to play you something? Or sing a song? I'm good at singing!
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...Either.
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[Give him a second as he mentally cards through his long traveler's memory of songs he's picked up over the years, before he eventually starts humming this little tune!]
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