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Eowyn, Lady of Emyn Arnen (i_am_no_man) wrote in spinningcompass,

Eowyn settled down allowing herself to be moved back onto her back. Her body relaxing completely from the fit. Though a slight shutter coursed through her body every few moments.

She reached, unsure what she was reaching for. Or who. It was a feeble weak attempt, likely only noticeable to someone who was paying a good deal of attention. Soft murmurs of incoherent words purred past her lips.

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If Laura was the sort to pace, or fidget she might do so. Yet she often fought the urge in front of people she did not know. Instead she stood out of the way, like a sentinel, ready, even if she did not seem so.

Her observant gaze shifting from Faramir to Eowyn and back. Would he take her hand, as he had before? If she did not know him, why did she? It was a curious thing.