What? No-- [ her brow furrows, frustrated at how he can be joking at a time like this. he is joking, right? how could he even believe that's a thing? of course, as she has that thought, something tugs at her brain and she feels a little... suffocated.
she shifts on her feet, licking her thumb and rubbing the specks of blood off her arm. she sounds distracted as she stares at the space where the wound used to be---] So you heard the scream?
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she shifts on her feet, licking her thumb and rubbing the specks of blood off her arm. she sounds distracted as she stares at the space where the wound used to be---] So you heard the scream?