[ still mulling over why she's been provided with poison and what door this key might open, fliss is almost (almost) oblivious to the girl very suddenly leading an assault on some nearby doors. there's only a moment that passes between the realisation and an impulse to stop her — help her. by this point, fliss has seen experienced enough in her life, lived it a certain way, that has taught her to internalise her fear, and not everyone could do that, could they? experiences shape and mould everyone individually, and sometimes they don't leave any room for trying to come to grips with your situation calmly. ]
Ah — young lady, are you quite all right? [ the worst phrase of them all, asking if someone's all right when clearly they're not, but it tumbles from fliss' mouth before she can stop it, and she winces a little for the fact. ] Please, I do not think you're in any danger here...
[ not willing to crowd her, fliss keeps a distance, but tries to raise her hands, placating, but she's not entirely sure if it will work. the fear of others is something she knows in terms of being able to associate it with a visible threat, and being able to take down that threat in order to calm them. this? she's not sure how to handle this, but instinctively, she worries for the girl anyway. ]
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Ah — young lady, are you quite all right? [ the worst phrase of them all, asking if someone's all right when clearly they're not, but it tumbles from fliss' mouth before she can stop it, and she winces a little for the fact. ] Please, I do not think you're in any danger here...
[ not willing to crowd her, fliss keeps a distance, but tries to raise her hands, placating, but she's not entirely sure if it will work. the fear of others is something she knows in terms of being able to associate it with a visible threat, and being able to take down that threat in order to calm them. this? she's not sure how to handle this, but instinctively, she worries for the girl anyway. ]