"We've been doing this," he tells Mello, as much as A, "you can do this. It's breathing, like we always do."
He matches his breaths to Mello's rhythm, and meets A's eyes, trying for reassuring, calm, and even. He drops the hand from A's chin to his shoulder, drawing small circles with his fingers in time to the count.
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Date: 2008-06-05 09:20 pm (UTC)He matches his breaths to Mello's rhythm, and meets A's eyes, trying for reassuring, calm, and even. He drops the hand from A's chin to his shoulder, drawing small circles with his fingers in time to the count.
"You can do this."