He's got a layer of fabric protecting his hands and face and neck, and a layer of the tarp over his arms, as he folds another layer of it around her. It's clumsy, working like this, but he manages to get her enfolded in the tarp, and then in his arms.
"It'll be okay. I'll be right here when you get back, yeah? Right here. I got you. You're gonna be okay."
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He's got a layer of fabric protecting his hands and face and neck, and a layer of the tarp over his arms, as he folds another layer of it around her. It's clumsy, working like this, but he manages to get her enfolded in the tarp, and then in his arms.
"It'll be okay. I'll be right here when you get back, yeah? Right here. I got you. You're gonna be okay."