[When she sees him go unsteady, Amelia sets her pen on the table and she stands up with clear concern in her eyes.]
Booker. Still with me?
[Instinctively, her hand reaches up to touch his forehead as if trying to calm him (and she is, it's the magic, it's a simple spell with a low pulse to give off a soothing sensation.]
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Booker. Still with me?
[Instinctively, her hand reaches up to touch his forehead as if trying to calm him (and she is, it's the magic, it's a simple spell with a low pulse to give off a soothing sensation.]
You should have slept longer.