Samuel flashed Sarah a thin, vaguely nervous smile by way of greeting and got to his feet hurriedly so that he could help Lydia to hers. He squeezed her hand lightly, forced himself to take another deep breath in spite of the fact that it had done very little for him thus far, and put an arm around her, guiding her towards the bedroom.
Sarah was good at this sort of thing -- it was in her blood -- and so far, nothing odd had happened, no tremors in the earth as when he had been born or spouts of flame, so he tried to tell himself it would be alright. That, however, didn't seem to help much either, unfortunately.
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Date: 2011-03-06 10:18 pm (UTC)Sarah was good at this sort of thing -- it was in her blood -- and so far, nothing odd had happened, no tremors in the earth as when he had been born or spouts of flame, so he tried to tell himself it would be alright. That, however, didn't seem to help much either, unfortunately.