[ She snaps it, because it scares her, terrifies her thoughtless. It cuts, it chokes, she digs as hard as she can onto that willing down the numb old fear. Her only blessing in this place now taken away in one dark alley-way with Byerly Vorrutyer hissing things to save his own throat. Her fingers curl in agitation, frustration, at her side. Pressing the sharp bite of nail into hardened callouses. All her training, her years fighting, this grey in hair and the scars in her body, and for what? If she could not protect her? ]
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[ She snaps it, because it scares her, terrifies her thoughtless. It cuts, it chokes, she digs as hard as she can onto that willing down the numb old fear. Her only blessing in this place now taken away in one dark alley-way with Byerly Vorrutyer hissing things to save his own throat. Her fingers curl in agitation, frustration, at her side. Pressing the sharp bite of nail into hardened callouses. All her training, her years fighting, this grey in hair and the scars in her body, and for what? If she could not protect her? ]