A whole lot of feelings well up in Erin's chest at this casual expression of trust. Immediately they form an alliance with her panic and depression; a sob escapes her throat, and she holds out a finger in the universal 'give me a minute' gesture. She fights down the tears she can't cry, armor tinkling with the shake of her body.
The gunpowder in the air around her sizzles wetly.
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A whole lot of feelings well up in Erin's chest at this casual expression of trust. Immediately they form an alliance with her panic and depression; a sob escapes her throat, and she holds out a finger in the universal 'give me a minute' gesture. She fights down the tears she can't cry, armor tinkling with the shake of her body.
The gunpowder in the air around her sizzles wetly.
"I - I mean, I accept obviously, but. Why me?"