[ It's weird, being fussed over like this. It's not really something people do to her, more like she might fuss over her own sisters. But certainly never any friends would do something like this. It's not as if she really has much in the way of friends back home. But it's... kind of nice, too.
But she's listening, tentatively looking up with an upturned brow. It takes her a few moments for it to really click, and although she's silent in reply — there's a gentle exhale of breath and her gaze lowers back to the ground. Oh.
And she's mulling it over, not really sure what to even say. Her chest aches in a strange way. Until: ]
... Constable Fraser gave me a flare gun. [ For use in emergencies, and she'd had a whole talk about it. She could use it if she was in trouble, that way she could get help. Kate's mental voice is sheepish, a little frustrated: ]
... I— I pulled it on Chloe. I wasn't thinking but— it wasso stupid. I don't think I'm exactly cut out for that kind of thing.
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But she's listening, tentatively looking up with an upturned brow. It takes her a few moments for it to really click, and although she's silent in reply — there's a gentle exhale of breath and her gaze lowers back to the ground. Oh.
And she's mulling it over, not really sure what to even say. Her chest aches in a strange way. Until: ]
... Constable Fraser gave me a flare gun. [ For use in emergencies, and she'd had a whole talk about it. She could use it if she was in trouble, that way she could get help. Kate's mental voice is sheepish, a little frustrated: ]
... I— I pulled it on Chloe. I wasn't thinking but— it wasso stupid. I don't think I'm exactly cut out for that kind of thing.
[ Quick discovery: she sucks at it. ]