[The space is appreciated. She wraps her arms around her chest in another attempt to reassure herself. She's okay. Okay. Nightmares, memories - they can't hurt her. They can't hurt her at all.
She finally looks up at him, grey eyes still haunted but not nearly as overwhelmed as they had been a few minutes prior. A small frown crosses her face as she looks him over.]
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She finally looks up at him, grey eyes still haunted but not nearly as overwhelmed as they had been a few minutes prior. A small frown crosses her face as she looks him over.]
How many have you killed?