Tracey Davis (snarkies) wrote in fourteenshades, |
Tracey nearly cringed when he touched her. A cold shock ran through her and it made her look up at him, brown eyes wide with something more than just surprise. Concern? Maybe. It wasn't just at the sudden physical contact, but his apology too. What was he sorry for? There was a lot for him to be sorry for. But she had a role and she was doing what she was supposed to do. Until she was here, at least. Here where everything seemed to be turned upside down.
Her mind was racing with all sorts of thoughts, recent memories mixing with the words of the people here. "It's─ I'll just─" she was having a hard time finding words. "I'll be fine." She settled for, though it was a distant sort of tone that she used, one that wasn't uncharacteristic for her. "My friends are here. I suppose that's something." Tracey was going into autopilot to deal with everything.