[Knowing very well how her power worked, though he didn't want to think about how he knew it so well, Eleven had already rolled off him, and was slowly standing up. His voice is a little breathless when he speaks to Sirius.] Sorry. I hope your chest is okay. I didn't have time to be gentle.
[He looks over at Alisha, and a complicated flood of emotions chase themselves across his face, such that even he couldn't say what he was feeling. He does speak to her, but he seems almost hesitant to do so.] Are you all right?
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[He looks over at Alisha, and a complicated flood of emotions chase themselves across his face, such that even he couldn't say what he was feeling. He does speak to her, but he seems almost hesitant to do so.] Are you all right?