[ He opens his mouth - clearly about to shout, because her actions rub up against the raw spot the dreams have left him with.
Instead he snaps his mouth shut, teeth clicking, curls his fists and holds them as tightly as he can until he can manage something at a reasonable level.
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Instead he snaps his mouth shut, teeth clicking, curls his fists and holds them as tightly as he can until he can manage something at a reasonable level.
His nails are biting through his palms. ]
I... told you this would happen.