[Lucy stared dully at the hand on her shoulder, not fully comprehending it. Or the person it was attached to, or what her voice was like. The...girl? seemed just as amorphous and blurred as everything else.
She shivered again, and tugged forwards again. This way.]
's fine. I'll be...fine.
[Why wasn't she getting anywhere? She had somewhere to go.]
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She shivered again, and tugged forwards again. This way.]
's fine. I'll be...fine.
[Why wasn't she getting anywhere? She had somewhere to go.]
I'll be home soon.