[ it occurs to her that this is not the first time she has felt like this, trapped in a way, defenseless and unable to do a damn thing about it. and, by the stars, it frustrates her to no end, anger within flaring up, but she does not clench her fists. her body is now too weak to do even that.
her gaze does not leave ana, instead watching her fumble with her glasses, curious about the technology involved. her brow is pinched and she takes a deep, unsteady breath. with a short nod, she begins to move, legs just as unsteady. ]
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her gaze does not leave ana, instead watching her fumble with her glasses, curious about the technology involved. her brow is pinched and she takes a deep, unsteady breath. with a short nod, she begins to move, legs just as unsteady. ]
I can see the tops of buildings.