[Just snowing, and they're wet and only have one jacket between the two of them, and Dick isn't exactly eager to take his time and enjoy the snow, especially considering he's not sure how long Sara was out in the CES before she thought to call for help.
He rubs her shoulder gently when she catches herself, reassuring.]
It's okay.
[He's not sure he necessarily likes the sound of that. It's true that the Witchblade could cause problems if something similar happened, but. He wasn't exactly sure it would like being reduced like that, and he didn't want something bad to happen to Sara because she'd been trying to take necessary precautions.]
[Spam]
He rubs her shoulder gently when she catches herself, reassuring.]
It's okay.
[He's not sure he necessarily likes the sound of that. It's true that the Witchblade could cause problems if something similar happened, but. He wasn't exactly sure it would like being reduced like that, and he didn't want something bad to happen to Sara because she'd been trying to take necessary precautions.]
You think that's a good idea?