There was an anxious note in her voice, Everett noted. "I'm coming over to help." He said gently as if he were approaching a scared animal, and slid back out from the covers. Looking at her, her face was red and there was that look on her face she got every so often when something that should have been normal but made her nervous came up.

With slow and deliberate movements, Everett stepped behind her, watching her fingers desperately clawing at the laces. "I'm going to unlace you." He warned gently before he moved her hands out of the way and set to work on the knot.