[When she forces herself to stand upright again, she tries to shove herself back.]
Don't. I can walk...
[If he was thinking of trying to help her in any way. She feels like a wounded, feral animal right now who isn't sure whether she needs comfort or space, but regardless of that, what they need most is to get the fuck out.
She looks back and forth, and realizes that she's all turned around now. And in spite of the distance and the pride, she grabs his hand and holds it tight.]
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Don't. I can walk...
[If he was thinking of trying to help her in any way. She feels like a wounded, feral animal right now who isn't sure whether she needs comfort or space, but regardless of that, what they need most is to get the fuck out.
She looks back and forth, and realizes that she's all turned around now. And in spite of the distance and the pride, she grabs his hand and holds it tight.]
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