[ He puts a hand on her hip almost without thinking about, rubbing vaguely. It feels like the thing to do, even if he doesn't move to lie down next to her. He can't do that, can't let his guard down more than he already has. But for a moment, he just exhales and leaves his hand on her hip. Just for a moment.
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Just for a moment, as the adrenaline fades.
It felt good. They didn't hurt each other.
Then he shakes himself. ]
I need to go.