[ The stall is already small, but it feels suffocatingly tiny when Ankari's voice shifts again. It's such a strange, bone deep sensation that Tyler finds his hands halfway up towards covering his ears before understanding that won't help. It's not a volume thing so much as an acute physiological reaction to something that he can't explain, or put into words.
His pulse races, thudding in his neck, hairs raising up on end and gut clenching as though he should already be out the door. He can feel every cell in his body overload on fear so primal that he feels like prey, he's just not sure for what. ]
I believe you.
[ His voice cracks in an embarrassing way when he speaks, legs feeling shaky and like they might give out under him. Maybe he should take that seat after all. ]
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His pulse races, thudding in his neck, hairs raising up on end and gut clenching as though he should already be out the door. He can feel every cell in his body overload on fear so primal that he feels like prey, he's just not sure for what. ]
I believe you.
[ His voice cracks in an embarrassing way when he speaks, legs feeling shaky and like they might give out under him. Maybe he should take that seat after all. ]