( Gara's breathing comes rough and ragged as he takes in her words further, finding that the gap between happening and processing isn't so delayed.
Breathing?
He doesn't do that mindfulness bullshit, but he recognizes he does need to even it out. Sucking in a deep breath, he wills himself to steel again, to focus.
The aperture on his vision widens, and for the first time, he levels his gaze on his savior. He looks her over, then away, still working on calming his breathing. )
This shit happen a lot? Y'seem like a fuckin' vet.
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Breathing?
He doesn't do that mindfulness bullshit, but he recognizes he does need to even it out. Sucking in a deep breath, he wills himself to steel again, to focus.
The aperture on his vision widens, and for the first time, he levels his gaze on his savior. He looks her over, then away, still working on calming his breathing. )
This shit happen a lot? Y'seem like a fuckin' vet.