[It’s almost lucky that she gets distracted by stopping him. It means that she doesn’t have to see the worst of the damage, but of course, she can still hear the screams. That might be why her grip on his arms is just a little too tight, or why he might feel her face press into his shoulder.
As he stumbles backwards, though, she lets him go. For a moment, at least - when he says that, she hesitates for just a moment before grabbing his hand and leading him out of the room. She doesn’t know where she’s going, either.]
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As he stumbles backwards, though, she lets him go. For a moment, at least - when he says that, she hesitates for just a moment before grabbing his hand and leading him out of the room. She doesn’t know where she’s going, either.]
Maybe... [A pause.] One of our rooms?