He nodded, taking everything she said seriously.  Maybe even a bit too seriously but he thought if she could see how seriously he was taking it it would encourage her in this direction back to sanity.  But it wasn't a stretch for him to believe, it sounded like a hex at the very least. 

"Do you remember dropping the letter or do you still have it on you?" Every now and then he'd unconsciously look at the chair seat, wishing she'd sit despite how firm and steady she was standing.  "If you still have it, don't reach for it just yet."  he kept his voice calm and even.  He didn't want her to worry but he also thought if she had something hexed or cursed just chilling in her pocket he might have to call some kind of containment team. 

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