[ The girl is quiet. It seems like she's contemplating it.
But mid-contemplation something else strikes her. Maybe it's since she's looking down, seeing the weird mark on the street.
Even if she's having a hard time thinking about herself right now, or about her own actions, it seems like she's still capable of thinking about something else. Someone else. ]
Were you harmed?
[ She doesn't mean to ask harmed, but with her brain as messed up as it is in this moment, her first instinct is to echo back a word she just heard. ]
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But mid-contemplation something else strikes her. Maybe it's since she's looking down, seeing the weird mark on the street.
Even if she's having a hard time thinking about herself right now, or about her own actions, it seems like she's still capable of thinking about something else. Someone else. ]
Were you harmed?
[ She doesn't mean to ask harmed, but with her brain as messed up as it is in this moment, her first instinct is to echo back a word she just heard. ]