Brena gasped as he pulled her up. Her feet struggled to gain traction on the floor but as he fell, her body followed his flow of gravity. She felt her body slide into his lap and the warm smooth skin that her hands came to grasp as she caught herself made her face redden.<br/><br/>As he moved her over, she tensed and squared her shoulders in reaction to see his shirtless, bare chest. She looked away, "Vertigo," she choked, trying to make her new headache subside now as she covered her face and rubbed her temples with her free hand. "Um..." she started, unsure to really ask.<br/><br/>When he took her arm, immediately her attention snapped back to him. Why was he being so touchy feely?! "Umm!" She started, her breathing cut short ad he pulled her arm up. Brena winced, " Please... Uh, wait." She mumbled but he was already after the kit. She was fine, really, but he was easily making it hard to distinguish she was okay.<br/><br/>"It isn't that bad," she murmured, amazed at how gentle he was. "I mean... thanks." She told him, unsure what to complain about. At least he cared enough. Sitting up, she moved away before she got any more embarrassed than she already was. She even took the time to get up, "Um... You..." No, she wouldn't say anything. It was normal for men to do that, why was she so... "No..." she whined to herself, bowing her head as she walked to the kitchen quickly.<br/><br/>She certainly wasn't one to be man handled, nor handled at all. In fact, touching was completely off limits... Or at least to her. She stayed away from men and most people for that. Children were her only benefit... until now.