Natasha doesn't breathe. Her muscles stay locked up and still, and that is a wild animal nosing along her hair, bumping her chin. It takes effort, a conscious one, to make her heart stay the amount of beats it's producing.
She doesn't exhale or relax until the dinosaur takes two steps back. Natasha blinks as it seems to be&mdas; entirely disinterested in reacting with her now. There's no smile, but there is something that might border on wry amusement, panic-fear smothered quick into the center of her chest. It's over for the moment. ]
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Natasha doesn't breathe. Her muscles stay locked up and still, and that is a wild animal nosing along her hair, bumping her chin. It takes effort, a conscious one, to make her heart stay the amount of beats it's producing.
She doesn't exhale or relax until the dinosaur takes two steps back. Natasha blinks as it seems to be&mdas; entirely disinterested in reacting with her now. There's no smile, but there is something that might border on wry amusement, panic-fear smothered quick into the center of her chest. It's over for the moment. ]
See you later.