[She hiccups a little, trying not to cry--she never cries, especially in front of strangers. But it was so sudden. Mom would just say she's daydreaming again, letting her imagination run away with her. But who would want to imagine getting hurt like that. And hurting someone in return--the anger she'd felt, the vengeful force, was frightening.]
[she straightens up as soon as she can, wobbling a little. It's probably better that Lenore isn't attempting to fuss over her, because she wouldn't know how to handle it.]
Just got dizzy. [she blurts it out. Usually she's better at lying, but she's still disoriented.]
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[she straightens up as soon as she can, wobbling a little. It's probably better that Lenore isn't attempting to fuss over her, because she wouldn't know how to handle it.]
Just got dizzy. [she blurts it out. Usually she's better at lying, but she's still disoriented.]