<blockquote><div><cite>Eferhilda wrote:</cite>Sara limped out with the help of a stout stick she had found, to come up behind Terry, watching as he tried over and over again to get his left hand to draw his gun smoothly. Hearing him growl for the third time she smiled and came up behind him wrapping her right arm about his waist, seeing how the other one was busy hold the stick helping to support her injured left leg. Hugging herself to him she was was reminded again of how good it felt to be with him, how just right it felt for them to be together. "The food is done. Why don't you come and get something eat, then I will see if I can help you with drawing your gun. I'm left handed, but right dominate, so I can do things almost equally as good with my right as my left. Come and sit with me and take a break for a bit before we practice a bit more before we head out for the day..." he says softly as she hugged him not really wanting to move from this position, but she had just told him that the food was done so it would look foolish for her to not want to leave now.</div></blockquote>