[Shaw wiggles her fingers, lightly rubbing Winston's nose; she also turns her head to the side to try to avoid any face-licks from Jet, though he gets a nice ear-scratch for his troubles. There is, again, a noticeable pause before she responds to Will.]
I'm fine, it's just... this place. Probably better for you not to see me like this, actually.
[She's not quite telling him to leave, but she's concerned all the same. She knows that if danger hit she'd be able to force herself out of this and concentrate on the matter at hand, and that too much downtime and space to think is her biggest enemy here - but she figures that it would be all too easy for someone else to look at her right now and see her as too broken to warden effectively. She needs Will's respect, she thinks, not his pity.]
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I'm fine, it's just... this place. Probably better for you not to see me like this, actually.
[She's not quite telling him to leave, but she's concerned all the same. She knows that if danger hit she'd be able to force herself out of this and concentrate on the matter at hand, and that too much downtime and space to think is her biggest enemy here - but she figures that it would be all too easy for someone else to look at her right now and see her as too broken to warden effectively. She needs Will's respect, she thinks, not his pity.]