She's confused, a little uneasy and yet...he's so kind and his voice so soft that she can't make herself pull away or even laugh at the ridiculous notion he's just suggested.
Pippa's gaze travels from his face to her hand and back again, not knowing what he's doing or how he expects her to react. She doesn't have to wonder for long, as the burn heals and the familiar itch of skin renewing, the tightness of scars forming then the sensation of it all vanishing, she gasps and her eyes go wide. "I...how...I...what...you...I...that's not..."
She's so eloquent when shocked or flustered. What she feels in her hand makes no sense to her and she starts to gingerly peel away and unwind the gauze wrapped around her hand. Her palm revealed and apparently healed, Pippa simply stares at it.
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Date: 2008-09-14 09:58 pm (UTC)Pippa's gaze travels from his face to her hand and back again, not knowing what he's doing or how he expects her to react. She doesn't have to wonder for long, as the burn heals and the familiar itch of skin renewing, the tightness of scars forming then the sensation of it all vanishing, she gasps and her eyes go wide. "I...how...I...what...you...I...that's not..."
She's so eloquent when shocked or flustered. What she feels in her hand makes no sense to her and she starts to gingerly peel away and unwind the gauze wrapped around her hand. Her palm revealed and apparently healed, Pippa simply stares at it.
Then at Rory.