she faded back into her consciousness, layers and layers of fog lifting. And then her legs completely gave out. Turning the Motorbunny off, Silas reached behind him for a blanket. He brought it around just in time for her to slump to the side, nearly collapsing to the floor. He caught her by the shoulders, wrapping the microfiber around her tightly. “Shhh, it’s okay,” he soothed, careful not to let his lips graze her ear. “I’ve got you, little witch. You’re alright.”
