[Under any other circumstances, Shayera would have shoved herself out of that situation in a heartbeat. Except circumstances were hardly ever normal, and this time, Shayera was far too shocked to even think of protest. Her emotions were a complicated and gross mix of rage, helplessness, and crushing sadness.] They took it. They took my flight.
[Her grip on his shoulders was shaky, but firm. Ironically, Shayera wanted, needed someone to keep her grounded right now.]
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[Her grip on his shoulders was shaky, but firm. Ironically, Shayera wanted, needed someone to keep her grounded right now.]