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[She catches his hand in hers before he has a chance to stuff it back into his hoodie pocket. He follows her into the room silently, nodding at the fact that Scott and Allison haven't arrived yet. He looks around at the familiar room, heart beating quickly in his chest -- a familiar feeling between things like too many doses of Adderall and too many problems with anxiety. Still, the brush of her fingers over his is soothing and while he doesn't really relax, it does calm his nerves a bit.

For a moment, he just looks at her. Then he allows his fingers to curl around hers as he takes a small, hesitant step closer to her, reaching out and resting a hand on her shoulder.]

Are you okay?