*hugs you tight, nodding distractedly even before you've finished* Yes, yes, I'm fine, just a little far past rattled.
*clutches your arm and turns her attention back to the front porch of her house, now a hive of activity as officers and medics pass to and fro* *unable to hide her anxiety* He's still inside. They're saying he's all right, they're just checking him out before they get him up and walking... *curls her fingers in the fold of your sleeve, biting the inside of her lip* They haven't brought out the other one, either.