Daine flinches a little at the outburst, but then thinks that maybe she should've expected it. She knows, better than most, how creatures can react when they're hurt, frightened, and trapped. This is different, of course: an injured hawk might scratch or nip her, or cuff her with its wings, but she's guessing it'd be far worse for her if Gabriel lashed out in earnest. They might only be dreaming, but this is his dream, not hers, and she doesn't like to think about what hands that can crumble concrete could do to a human body.
Her heart rate quickens, and it takes her a moment to realize the panic she feels isn't entirely hers - it's coming off Gabriel in waves, like the fear that stormwings bring into battle. Taking a deep breath, Daine pushes the panic aside, a task made easier by far too much practice facing off against stormwings. She'll be no use to Gabriel if she can't keep her head, and if she can't help him somehow, she's in trouble.
"All right," she says, automatically lapsing into the low, soothing tone she'd use with a spooked animal she was trying to settle. "We'll just have to wait a little while before we try again." Maybe it needs to be a joint effort, with him trying to push her out while she tries to leave.
His suggestion that she patch him up gives her pause - she'd made the offer before she'd known that the base was abandoned, and hadn't he said it was no use? - but only for a moment. At least they'd be doing something, and she might feel a bit less helpless than she does, now. "The medics' room is close by. Some of their stuff might still be there." She frowns a little as she gives him an appraising look. "Can you make it? Elsewise I could go and come back with whatever I find there."
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Her heart rate quickens, and it takes her a moment to realize the panic she feels isn't entirely hers - it's coming off Gabriel in waves, like the fear that stormwings bring into battle. Taking a deep breath, Daine pushes the panic aside, a task made easier by far too much practice facing off against stormwings. She'll be no use to Gabriel if she can't keep her head, and if she can't help him somehow, she's in trouble.
"All right," she says, automatically lapsing into the low, soothing tone she'd use with a spooked animal she was trying to settle. "We'll just have to wait a little while before we try again." Maybe it needs to be a joint effort, with him trying to push her out while she tries to leave.
His suggestion that she patch him up gives her pause - she'd made the offer before she'd known that the base was abandoned, and hadn't he said it was no use? - but only for a moment. At least they'd be doing something, and she might feel a bit less helpless than she does, now. "The medics' room is close by. Some of their stuff might still be there." She frowns a little as she gives him an appraising look. "Can you make it? Elsewise I could go and come back with whatever I find there."