Page 13 of The Sweetest Connection

Silas:This is ridiculous.

Teagan:Squeeze, man!

Silas:Your hand is too small. I would crush it if I actually squeezed.

Teagan:I think you’re giving yourself a little too much credit, but fine. This way with our fingers linked. You can still squeeze and you won’t crush my hand with your Hulk Smash grip.

Silas:Hm.

Teagan:What?

Silas:It’s... nice.

Teagan:Yeah? You feel less anxious?

Silas:I didn’t feel—

Silas:Yeah, I do. Is that some kind of trick? Moving your thumb over mine like that?

Teagan:Oh, I, uh, didn’t realize I was doing that. Sorry.

Silas:Don’t be. It was... nice.

Teagan:I told you I’d take care of you. You should trust me.

Silas:... I do, Teag. I always have.

Teagan:Yeah?

Silas:Yeah.

Teagan:You have soft hands. Why are your hands so soft?

Silas:I... have no idea. Why are your hands soft?

Teagan:I moisturize on the off chance I have to walk a friend through a simulation of air travel.

Silas:What if...

Teagan:What?

Silas:Never mind. It doesn’t matter. Did your mom forget about you?

Teagan:She’ll be back eventually. What were you going to say?

Silas:Just...

Teagan:You just tightened your fingers around mine. Is it the flying? It’s really going to be okay. I’ll be with you the whole time.

Silas:No...

Silas:Teagan, what if—

(Click)

Mom:Teag? You there?

Teagan:Sorry, yeah, Mom. I’m here. Was just talking to Silas. Are you okay? You sound upset.

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