It was too much, too much. Wesley moved away from whoever was touching him blindly, not trying to get away as much as break contact. There wasn't enough air in the room.
"I'm all right," he said, not knowing who he was talking to but sensing that reassurance was required. The surface under his hands was cool and his mind was racing.
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Date: 2004-01-11 09:46 pm (UTC)"I'm all right," he said, not knowing who he was talking to but sensing that reassurance was required. The surface under his hands was cool and his mind was racing.