[ She comes skidding onto her knees, sending a small wave of snow brushing up over Kate's leg and hand, already reaching with shaking hands to gently catch the girl's shoulders, her head. ]
Yeah, it's over. It's over.
[ God, she hopes it's over, but she doesn't... she doesn't feel that anger anymore, the rage swelling, waiting to burst unchecked from her chest. Her fingers are light as she checks Kate over, and they tremble. This is the second time in only a few weeks when she's gone down on her knees in the snow, reaching for someone she cares about because they're hurt. ]
Are you okay? Are you hurt anywhere else? Anywhere new? Did you twist your ankle?
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Yeah, it's over. It's over.
[ God, she hopes it's over, but she doesn't... she doesn't feel that anger anymore, the rage swelling, waiting to burst unchecked from her chest. Her fingers are light as she checks Kate over, and they tremble. This is the second time in only a few weeks when she's gone down on her knees in the snow, reaching for someone she cares about because they're hurt. ]
Are you okay? Are you hurt anywhere else? Anywhere new? Did you twist your ankle?