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Her heart was racing obscenely and it was all she could do but to endure it with some semblance of composure. Miss Dempsey was simply too much, her very presence was suffocating. Or so it seemed to Nova who understood very little of what was happening nor felt certain she wanted to.

Nova's hand shakily reached out to accept the one offered by Miss Dempsey. It had been a subconscious decision to do so, one that hadn't registered until she felt the other woman's hand beneath her own. Merlin, her hand was shaking enough as it was but she was sure she could feel it getting worse. I must apologize this is... most unseemly of me. The words came out barely louder than a whisper and were accompanied by a very unwelcome warmth in her face. Nova took the most steadying of breaths she could muster, cast her eyes to one side so they weren't in danger of accidentally seeking out Miss Dempsey's, and then tried to sit herself up.

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