[ But, as she pulls the knife out, she doesn't let him fall away. No, Rebecca pulls Han closer, by his arm, blood smearing her clothes and hands. Her voice is a croaking hiss. Like the woman, the one who--. ]
Everything you're doing is useless. [ Through her teeth. Looking down at him, as he's stumbling. ] And now, you're dying. Meddlesome fool.
[ Echoing inside her head. The hissing, the screaming, as she watched Ashton die, unable to do anything but lose her grip on herself, little, by little, by little. ]
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Everything you're doing is useless. [ Through her teeth. Looking down at him, as he's stumbling. ] And now, you're dying. Meddlesome fool.
[ Echoing inside her head. The hissing, the screaming, as she watched Ashton die, unable to do anything but lose her grip on herself, little, by little, by little. ]