Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-7497475-20141010105732/@comment-24304510-20150330063850

Argent didn't recoil from the physical contact. She wasn't a shy person in general, but her phobia did make her timid. Her breathing was ragged, but she placed a hand over her heart and steadied herself enough to attempt to speak.

"I'm sorry, it's just...your...your..."

Now this was a problem. Argent's mind was torn. On one hand, Las had basically asked what was wrong, and the smaller girl felt obligated to tell her. On the other hand, her eyes were likely a touchy subject. She needed to choose her words carefully.

"I... have a hard time with direct conversations..." She hoped that would be enough. She also hoped her legs would stop quaking.