[She wants to scream that that isn't why she's afraid, that she should be afraid of her, but she doesn't. The bottled emotion just makes the tornado swirl faster, more tightly around her, but that looks like about all she can manage right now, and that's strange, but she's too upset for it to bother her much.
Honestly, when she does realize, it still probably won't bother her at all.]
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Honestly, when she does realize, it still probably won't bother her at all.]
Why are you here?