Again, Lyra fixed him with a brilliant glare, hopping up from the bed as if the mattress had suddenly caught fire. Pan scrambled down as quickly as he could, then idled away to give his human the necessary space she sometimes needed. "Oh, you're right, I am being foolish," she accused, almost as if her blubbering actions were his fault entirely.
Abruptly, she felt quite sick of herself and all her internal moping, though, admittedly it did feel good to just let go for a few minutes. Relief intermingled with a sense of shame washed over her as she worked to calm her racing heart. Eventually, the frenzy she felt seemed to give way to the sort of lightheaded state that often came after a solid cry, and all at once she sank back down onto the bed again beside him, quiet but for the occasional sniff.
Her sinuses felt clogged, her skin too hot, but she did feel loads better.
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Date: 2008-12-11 06:13 am (UTC)Abruptly, she felt quite sick of herself and all her internal moping, though, admittedly it did feel good to just let go for a few minutes. Relief intermingled with a sense of shame washed over her as she worked to calm her racing heart. Eventually, the frenzy she felt seemed to give way to the sort of lightheaded state that often came after a solid cry, and all at once she sank back down onto the bed again beside him, quiet but for the occasional sniff.
Her sinuses felt clogged, her skin too hot, but she did feel loads better.