[ There's a second where she's barely able to suppress a flinch when Kaveh guides her hand to the crowbar, likely only saved from it being revealed by Alhaitham yanking away from Kaveh's grasp. It's too familiar to the mop, the feeling of clutching it for dear life, realizing she's going to have to use it to fight.
She understands why he's doing it, which is why she doesn't move her hand away, but the thought makes uneasiness swirl within her chest. And she breathes out, less shakily, once Kaveh runs off.
Quietly, tentatively-- ]
Al...?
[ There are a lot of questions in his name, but the concern is primary. ]
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She understands why he's doing it, which is why she doesn't move her hand away, but the thought makes uneasiness swirl within her chest. And she breathes out, less shakily, once Kaveh runs off.
Quietly, tentatively-- ]
Al...?
[ There are a lot of questions in his name, but the concern is primary. ]