He had been leaning down but now he knelt, reaching over very carefully to put his hand on her side. He started rubbing up and down then, not speaking, just... waiting.
"Bryce."
He leaned in and closed his eyes for a moment before looking over at her again.
"You didn't-- were you--" he looked at her wrist again, glad that he didn't see any cuts.
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"Bryce."
He leaned in and closed his eyes for a moment before looking over at her again.
"You didn't-- were you--" he looked at her wrist again, glad that he didn't see any cuts.
"Bryce, please talk to me."