[It takes York's brain a good few long moments before he squeezes her hand back, weakly. That fight in the elevator--that hadn't happened for her yet. Right? Because if it had, she wouldn't be here with him right now.
He takes another deep breath, trying to calm his nerves. It was just a nightmare. These things happen.]
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He takes another deep breath, trying to calm his nerves. It was just a nightmare. These things happen.]
Sorry, I--had a bad dream.