[ Her head turns to look up at him, her expression distant. She does not immediately seem to understand what he's even trying to ask her, but it sinks in slowly. She lifts her hand pressing the heel against her temple. It hurts her too, the kind of stabbing headache that one equates to a thousand knives. But... ]
I can't. [ She swallows. ] I'm sorry... it...
[ It's not entirely under her control right now. There's a subtle vibration in the air that leads away from her and her miasma of fear. That's pulling everything she has from her, leaving behind someone shellshocked and weak. She sits here to await the one she's tied to, not merely to stare dourly at those trying to escape. ]
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I can't. [ She swallows. ] I'm sorry... it...
[ It's not entirely under her control right now. There's a subtle vibration in the air that leads away from her and her miasma of fear. That's pulling everything she has from her, leaving behind someone shellshocked and weak. She sits here to await the one she's tied to, not merely to stare dourly at those trying to escape. ]