[Adele had, she was more than a little ashamed to say, dozed off a bit at the end there. She only comes too when Ben pulls his arms away, she sits up on her own and rubs at her eyes, wincing when she uses the hand Ben had been holding. Apparently she'd been wrong, purple smudges were beginning to bloom around her fingers and knuckles, where the pressure had been the worst. She gives her hand an experimental flex, twitches at the sensation, and curls her fingers to her palm one by one. Sore, a little tender, but not terrible.]
It is not the worst I've endured Ben. You're forgiven.
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[Adele had, she was more than a little ashamed to say, dozed off a bit at the end there. She only comes too when Ben pulls his arms away, she sits up on her own and rubs at her eyes, wincing when she uses the hand Ben had been holding. Apparently she'd been wrong, purple smudges were beginning to bloom around her fingers and knuckles, where the pressure had been the worst. She gives her hand an experimental flex, twitches at the sensation, and curls her fingers to her palm one by one. Sore, a little tender, but not terrible.]
It is not the worst I've endured Ben. You're forgiven.