Richard had been slowly making his way over to them. Slower than required, as to not pull attention to himself. He kneels next to Anita, though his good arm doesn't reach out for her. "I'm here, Anita," his tone holds that war of being completely unsure of how he feels. But he wants to be close in case something goes wrong.
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Date: 2009-10-05 12:59 am (UTC)