[She relaxes slightly when his hand strokes down her back and tells her that it's going to be okay. Bela runs her fingers through his hair gently and holds onto him for another few moments before pulling back to look at Peter.
Her other hand cups his face, thumb running over his cheekbone.]
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Her other hand cups his face, thumb running over his cheekbone.]
Somehow, it always ends up okay, doesn't it?