[Her sympathy is genuine, but at the same time that he is distracted by her, she's distracted by that bag, one that he just shoved his whole arm in, like it had created a hole in the bottom of her tent, and she can't help but sit up taller on her knees, trying to peer around his arm into it.
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[Her sympathy is genuine, but at the same time that he is distracted by her, she's distracted by that bag, one that he just shoved his whole arm in, like it had created a hole in the bottom of her tent, and she can't help but sit up taller on her knees, trying to peer around his arm into it.
She'll get back to the nightmares in a moment,]
How curious. What sort of magic is this?