Alek reaches out with his hand to place it on top of Cora's. He doesn't mean to - or rather, he does, but it's instinctive and he isn't over thinking it - he just wants to reassure her. It's accompanied with a faint smile. "You won't. They're going to love you. Trust me."
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Alek reaches out with his hand to place it on top of Cora's. He doesn't mean to - or rather, he does, but it's instinctive and he isn't over thinking it - he just wants to reassure her. It's accompanied with a faint smile. "You won't. They're going to love you. Trust me."