Sorry, you must be a member of this group to do that.
The stranger says something to me in a low voice, and even though I can't understand his words, the timbre of his voice is oddly soothing. He sounds calm. Collected. Easy. As if this resonance humming between us is no big deal. Strangely enough, his confidence eases some of the tension out of me. I relax in his arms, and when he heads toward one of the huts, I look at it with interest.
He's trying to soothe her fears
