Shelley blinks up. It is the oddest expression she has ever seen him wear.
(Not even that allowed her. So tired... of the hurt and screaming and the fear- oh, the fear...)
"I shall have to release you," she tells him. "So I can get up." She lets go of his hand and raises herself on one elbow.

(A small, quiet laugh, just a little nervous as she tugs to help him extricate himself)