Danny takes his time to turn his attention to Jess, all his instincts working to calm himself and the ensuing panic. "Ten fingers, ten toes, fully shaped head," he promises, wrapping a protective arm around him so he can crouch down. "What about you, Rach? That was one hell of a tumble," he says, not unconvinced that they shouldn't go for help.
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Date: 2012-08-24 07:27 pm (UTC)