[It does stop her, and on habit from the past two nights, she twitches in her knife hand, the blade up. His voice resonates in her mind; she had just spoken to him, not even thirty minutes ago, hadn't she. The whine of her companion brings her back completely. Wearily and exhausted, she finally looks up at him.]
[Oh, god, he had better be okay. Please let him be okay. The more he talks to her, the more Alice can at least stop triggering herself. It sticks to her as if it were glued on her hand, reluctantly, Alice starts to go inside, with her dog not far behind.]
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action; day 129
Huh? Wh- ... Ezio.
action; day 129
Alice, have you slept at all? You look exhausted.
action; day 129 - 1/2
I couldn't. There's so many of them.
[Alice grips the vorpal blade tighter, shaking.]
action; day 129
[Alice has officially worked herself up over just thinking about it.]
action; day 129
[He's trying to protect her, show her it's fine now, that he's here.]
They are gone now. You can come and rest inside.
[Please, Alice, he's worried about you.]
action; day 129
[Oh, god, he had better be okay. Please let him be okay. The more he talks to her, the more Alice can at least stop triggering herself. It sticks to her as if it were glued on her hand, reluctantly, Alice starts to go inside, with her dog not far behind.]