(Oh. Ren's seen enough of the sleepwalkers to understand that she is not in her right mind right now. Perhaps it'd be less of a shock to her if he played along, slowly woke her up-- and that could keep her from touching the glass, maybe.)
I'm fine. Let me handle it.
(Gently, he picks up the hand that reaches for the shatters, and sets it on the table.)
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I'm fine. Let me handle it.
(Gently, he picks up the hand that reaches for the shatters, and sets it on the table.)