<blockquote><div><cite>Dream Evil wrote:</cite>Terrence didn't have a clue what was going on, but all of a sudden felt a tinge of guilt for what he'd been saying and thinking.<br/>Something about blue had discomforted Sara greatly, that much was only too obvious.  Terrence let his hand slip away from his revolver and he came up behind Sara and tried as best he could to place a comforting hand on her shoulder.  Though his muscles were always tense and he couldn't let any of that comfort free from his body into her's.  His grip was even tighter than he'd intended it to be, almost as if it was out of malice.</div></blockquote>