He didn’t sound convinced – or best pleased – but whether or not she had fared better than him, she was in no rush to get up again. No, at least this turn of events gave her the liberty of surveying him from a much closer vantage. “Just – a little dizzy, I think,” Mattie considered, deciding he wouldn’t be prepared to catch her a second time if she tried to feign a swoon.
She ran a hand over her hair, hoping it still looked neat, and then glanced at him again with newfound concern. “Let me see.” She didn’t know enough about medically recognising a concussion to make this an entirely selfless endeavour, but nevertheless – she reached out to gently angle his chin up with her hand, so that he was better looking at her, and so she could gaze into his eyes to check.
He was probably too disoriented to appreciate her face up close: more was the pity for that.
She ran a hand over her hair, hoping it still looked neat, and then glanced at him again with newfound concern. “Let me see.” She didn’t know enough about medically recognising a concussion to make this an entirely selfless endeavour, but nevertheless – she reached out to gently angle his chin up with her hand, so that he was better looking at her, and so she could gaze into his eyes to check.
He was probably too disoriented to appreciate her face up close: more was the pity for that.
