[This time, there's no hesitation as he rushes closer. One hand careens forward to catch her, stopping just short as she manages to do so on her own. The other comes to rest on her back, steadying her as she regains her balance. The concern is evident on Mephisto's face -- no time to hide it behind whatever mask he prefers to wear.]
I think you need a break, Riley. And perhaps some water.
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I think you need a break, Riley. And perhaps some water.