The door clicks behind Pavel as he stands just inside the doorway, unmoving. Phaedra reaches out a hand, beckoning him toward a purple pillow she's put across from herself on the floor.

Phaedra: You... you can come closer. Please, have a seat!

Pavel, shaking, slips his boots off, makes his way forward, and plops down on the pillow.

Phaedra and Katja look on, smiling.

Phaedra: You can... um... take any plushie you'd like! If it would help you feel better. I... keep lots in the cabinets.

Pavel reaches out toward his left, his arm shaking.

He swipes a blue octopus plush toward him with a YOINK, gripping it tightly in his lap, locking eyes with Phaedra as he clutches it.

Phaedra: Oh! You like that one?