She lifts a hand, drifting her fingers through the air just above Mal's wounded arm, never quite touching. Her gaze follows her hand, but it's hard to say what she sees.
Softer, "'Nara worries." Her gaze flicks back up to Mal's face, and this time it's focused.
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She lifts a hand, drifting her fingers through the air just above Mal's wounded arm, never quite touching. Her gaze follows her hand, but it's hard to say what she sees.
Softer, "'Nara worries." Her gaze flicks back up to Mal's face, and this time it's focused.