She really wanted to just let him carry her, but instead she wrapped an arm through his, so she could stay close and steady herself. "This works." She was careful to keep her voice quiet that time, and she squeezed her eyes shut and started pinching her nose on and off, trying to get it to stop without letting blood back up into her throat.
"Thanks for coming to get me," she said softly. It burned her that she needed it, but seventeen years had taught her that trying to pretend she was fine just made for even more trouble.