[ Rex makes no secret of the fact that his hand dropped to Andy's wrist to check her heartbeat. She's still standing in front of him. Of course she's still alive. But it reassures him to hear it, to feel it, to have pure, tangible proof that she's still standing here in front of him, alive if not wholly well.
He doesn't realize at first what's happening when her pulse quickens and her expression changes, surging forward a little, concerned -- no, afraid. He doesn't know what it's doing to her. If it's tearing her up inside, if the antidote will cause some sort of detoxification period, if she'll bend underneath the pressure, those ancient bones unused to this sort of chemical warfare. ]
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He doesn't realize at first what's happening when her pulse quickens and her expression changes, surging forward a little, concerned -- no, afraid. He doesn't know what it's doing to her. If it's tearing her up inside, if the antidote will cause some sort of detoxification period, if she'll bend underneath the pressure, those ancient bones unused to this sort of chemical warfare. ]
What is it, what's happening? Andy, talk to me.