[ He attempts to offer a small joke to him. However, his smile only lasts for a short while before he's back to his nervous grimace.
Coming to a decision, he leans in; he softens his voice as he tries to give something (strength? support? admission of guilt?). Verso can't say that he's certain but still he tries to make eye contact with him: ]
-- you're going to be all right, Gustave. Even if you pass out, you'll be fine.
[ His hands on his shoulders give another small squeeze. ]
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[ He attempts to offer a small joke to him. However, his smile only lasts for a short while before he's back to his nervous grimace.
Coming to a decision, he leans in; he softens his voice as he tries to give something (strength? support? admission of guilt?). Verso can't say that he's certain but still he tries to make eye contact with him: ]
-- you're going to be all right, Gustave. Even if you pass out, you'll be fine.
[ His hands on his shoulders give another small squeeze. ]
Okay? You can trust me.