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Love had historically found it uncomfortable to console another person, when she saw somebody in distress she would do her best to avoid the situation, allowing others to step in and provide comfort in her place. Not because she didn't care but because she didn't understand how to handle the situation or how to comfort another.
Yet feeling Ezra's cold arms surrounding her as his body trembled from the vestiges of their shared nightmares her body moved without a thought and she held him back. Without thinking the words left her mouth naturally, "...you're ok. Everything is alright."
"Are you ok?" Ezra mumbled, pulling away from her a little to observe her face.
Her eyes were shining slightly and her face was ghostly pale.
