Just as she let out her lungs to shriek, his hand muffled it and her right hand pushed into his chest a little. Alecto's breathing was quick and tight, it wasn't until the light moved to his face that she believed it to be him and all was forgiven. It took her a few moments before she actually had calmed down, but she didn't turn her head away to release her mouth from his hand.
Gently, she raised her hand from his chest and moved it gently into his hair, rubbing the side of his head with her fingernails.