[ she jumps when suddenly there's a boy standing next to her. she'd been too focused on the whole arm thing that she hadn't noticed his approach, which is crazy considering it feels like she can hear everything, every broken twig, every crunch of a leaf, every insect.]
What? Where did you-- [ her brow furrows as she folds her arm towards herself but then looks at it again.] No. How would... this be genetic? Who are you? Are you the one who screamed?
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What? Where did you-- [ her brow furrows as she folds her arm towards herself but then looks at it again.] No. How would... this be genetic? Who are you? Are you the one who screamed?