Ivan
"Nefera!" I move quickly before Nefera falls off the table. I catch her right before she hits the floor.
"I'm okay," She mutters, sounding slurred. "I'm fine."
She wasn't, and I wasn't about to let her go before I was sure she was really alright. Her emotions spiked for a few seconds, and when I turned, I saw that strange glazed look in her eyes. Then they'd rolled to the back of her head, and fear was the emotion that had me running to catch her. Not mine, hers. The diary was still in her hand, which must've triggered something.
