[ Today had not been one of the days where he'd succeeded. All of his anxiety had been stewing for too long, sitting at the back of his throat; it had felt suffocating. Trying to work through it as a distraction hadn't worked. Neither had making a list to rationalize his fears. That had actually accelerated his worry.
Inej comes over, gently nudging his hand out of the way and he lets her, leaning back to put more weight on his palms so there was less on his hips and leg. Her deft, strong hands slowly feel out where his muscles tend to lock up, thumbs carefully circling the tension to try and loosen it. He's so wound up that his entire leg jerks at the pressure, pain lancing up his thigh. Kaz hisses out a breath, concentrating on keeping still so she could work at it. Soon enough, he knows the sharp jolt along his nerves will dull, relief on the heels of that.
Head tipped back and brow furrowed, intent on ensuring the tension doesn't work its way up, he frowns, not particularly wanting to give his worries a voice. Because he knows they're stupid. Or rather, that there isn't anything he can do about them. Not anything a sane person would do, at any rate. ]
You were gone a while, this time. [ He starts, choosing his words carefully. His tone is quiet; the last thing he wants is for her to feel like there's any kind of fault on her shoulders. ]
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[ Today had not been one of the days where he'd succeeded. All of his anxiety had been stewing for too long, sitting at the back of his throat; it had felt suffocating. Trying to work through it as a distraction hadn't worked. Neither had making a list to rationalize his fears. That had actually accelerated his worry.
Inej comes over, gently nudging his hand out of the way and he lets her, leaning back to put more weight on his palms so there was less on his hips and leg. Her deft, strong hands slowly feel out where his muscles tend to lock up, thumbs carefully circling the tension to try and loosen it. He's so wound up that his entire leg jerks at the pressure, pain lancing up his thigh. Kaz hisses out a breath, concentrating on keeping still so she could work at it. Soon enough, he knows the sharp jolt along his nerves will dull, relief on the heels of that.
Head tipped back and brow furrowed, intent on ensuring the tension doesn't work its way up, he frowns, not particularly wanting to give his worries a voice. Because he knows they're stupid. Or rather, that there isn't anything he can do about them. Not anything a sane person would do, at any rate. ]
You were gone a while, this time. [ He starts, choosing his words carefully. His tone is quiet; the last thing he wants is for her to feel like there's any kind of fault on her shoulders. ]