[ An outstretched hand is probably the best thing he can do to help Rebecca calm down right now. She takes it, squeezes it so tight, tighter than she should be able to. She can't help but voice it, though, her fear, that...with a trembling voice: ] But what if-- what if I go back there?
[ She fears for her friends, it's true; but the memory of being there overwhelms her, so much so that she's paralyzed with fear. Witnessing yet another death today, of someone close to her, just hammered home the fact that...none of them are safe. ]
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[ She fears for her friends, it's true; but the memory of being there overwhelms her, so much so that she's paralyzed with fear. Witnessing yet another death today, of someone close to her, just hammered home the fact that...none of them are safe. ]