[ By only a small margin, he avoids jabbing her in the eyeball during his inspection. Rey grunts, teetering before she allows the wandering touch — drawn in by his frantic fumbling, by the concern coating his tone. Its existence, at least, softens the blow of his sharp surprise and the chiding that follows.
Beneath his fingers, the shape of Rey's mouth tightens into a frown. ]
I'm fine. I told you — nothing happened to me. [ She gets that out of the way first, just a touch defensive — and, above all else, puzzled by the sudden fretting. Her hand finds it, dropping it to her jawline before he can poke at soft tissue. ] Which others?
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Beneath his fingers, the shape of Rey's mouth tightens into a frown. ]
I'm fine. I told you — nothing happened to me. [ She gets that out of the way first, just a touch defensive — and, above all else, puzzled by the sudden fretting. Her hand finds it, dropping it to her jawline before he can poke at soft tissue. ] Which others?