[Dairine starts when the arm pulls back, realizing where he's aiming for next. She instintively grabs his wrist, ready to prevent him from strangling her...
...when his hand stops mere inches from her neck. She pauses, her grip still tight, not quite trusting him yet. Then she looks up and slowly, awkwardly smiles.]
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...when his hand stops mere inches from her neck. She pauses, her grip still tight, not quite trusting him yet. Then she looks up and slowly, awkwardly smiles.]
Hello again.