His eyes eventually blinked open, as her touch anchored him into consciousness, and he coughed painfully. A tiny piece of metal fell from his mouth; the remnants of the device that had nearly killed him.
"...Tasha?" he managed, once he realized whose lap his head was so comfortably resting on.
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Date: 2012-06-20 07:21 am (UTC)"...Tasha?" he managed, once he realized whose lap his head was so comfortably resting on.