[He'll feel his shoulder get a little cooler as Oswin lays her head there, resting up. Maybe it'll get easier, once she's practiced enough, but short spurts of energy are all she can manage for now.
She rustles the pages a little in agreement, not turning them but just letting them move like a soft breeze stirred them. Just to let him know she's still there.]
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She rustles the pages a little in agreement, not turning them but just letting them move like a soft breeze stirred them. Just to let him know she's still there.]