[ That stuttering should sound somewhat familiar, in a way—it's the same sort that escaped her that first time they met. At least, for a moment it is, before a screech escapes her— ]
Don't!!
[ —and she charges forward, as though she doesn't really know what she's going to do. To take the knife away? To physically force her out of her apartment? To teach her a lesson—
Oh god. Oh, god, oh god, Riley shakes and trembles and her charge stops abruptly as she goes to her knees, grips her head with both hands. ]
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Don't!!
[ —and she charges forward, as though she doesn't really know what she's going to do. To take the knife away? To physically force her out of her apartment? To teach her a lesson—
Oh god. Oh, god, oh god, Riley shakes and trembles and her charge stops abruptly as she goes to her knees, grips her head with both hands. ]
St- st-stop...! Stop- stop it, sh- shut up!