I won't freak out. [It comes out soft, as Koby moves to sit beside Tim's bed -- and he doesn't, though the concern is palpable in his eyes, in his tight expression. But panicking won't help anything, it won't make Tim feel any better, and it won't give Koby any sort of answers.
So instead he scoots closer, reaches out for one pale hand and squeezes it in both his own.] See? No freaking out. This is a freak-out-free zone.
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So instead he scoots closer, reaches out for one pale hand and squeezes it in both his own.] See? No freaking out. This is a freak-out-free zone.