[It's more a sharp puff of sound than it is a real laugh. But hey, it's the thought that counts. When he feels the tension start to ease, he holds on a little tighter, in hopes to spur it along more.]
[Her hands are so, so warm. And he threads three fingers into five easily.]
Flailing with occasional drowning... glad it still holds true.
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[It's more a sharp puff of sound than it is a real laugh. But hey, it's the thought that counts. When he feels the tension start to ease, he holds on a little tighter, in hopes to spur it along more.]
[Her hands are so, so warm. And he threads three fingers into five easily.]
Flailing with occasional drowning... glad it still holds true.