Her hands grab his shirt while he's bending to scoop her up and carry her inside. Pull tight, and while the fabric's in no danger of ripping, it's suddenly a bit uncomfortable. His own dislike of being touched from most makes it a little worse. But he steadily ignores his own discomfort as he adjusts her in his arms so he can carry her comfortably without being jabbed too much by what she's carrying (Her rapier, sheathed or not, is rather pointy) and she isn't jabbed in turn by what he has on him (thankfully Law's nodachi is slung over his back).
"I've got you. Just listen to my voice and breathe."
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Her hands grab his shirt while he's bending to scoop her up and carry her inside. Pull tight, and while the fabric's in no danger of ripping, it's suddenly a bit uncomfortable. His own dislike of being touched from most makes it a little worse. But he steadily ignores his own discomfort as he adjusts her in his arms so he can carry her comfortably without being jabbed too much by what she's carrying (Her rapier, sheathed or not, is rather pointy) and she isn't jabbed in turn by what he has on him (thankfully Law's nodachi is slung over his back).
"I've got you. Just listen to my voice and breathe."