[The glow confuses her, registers as different enough that she slowly begins to crawl her way back to awareness]
Don't. [The word is bitten out when she registers the hand reaching towards her. That's right. She's in this - this place, that isn't home because she doesn't have one, isn't Twelve, isn't anywhere she wants to be] Don't touch me. [She doesn't lower the bow, not yet] Who are you? [She doesn't remember just yet :'D]
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Don't. [The word is bitten out when she registers the hand reaching towards her. That's right. She's in this - this place, that isn't home because she doesn't have one, isn't Twelve, isn't anywhere she wants to be] Don't touch me. [She doesn't lower the bow, not yet] Who are you? [She doesn't remember just yet :'D]