[That's all she can manage to say, for a few seconds, still caught up in the paralysis that horror forced upon her before Trevor's presence shakes her out of it enough that she can at least regroup. But it's a visible thing, the way that she has to pull herself together, drawing her focus around her like a blanket and compressing it down into a solid, tight little thing that she can use.]
I — all right. I'll...I'll drive. Are you going to be all right, with him?
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[That's all she can manage to say, for a few seconds, still caught up in the paralysis that horror forced upon her before Trevor's presence shakes her out of it enough that she can at least regroup. But it's a visible thing, the way that she has to pull herself together, drawing her focus around her like a blanket and compressing it down into a solid, tight little thing that she can use.]
I — all right. I'll...I'll drive. Are you going to be all right, with him?