I...[She feels one start to come on and bites her tongue, slams her eyes shut and waits it out. Less of a vision of a grisly death and more a reminder of what lurked in the dark. Things much, much worse than a Gundark. Outwardly she's a tense, ragged, exhausted mess. Inwardly there's a spike of terror that simmers into worn fury once her eyes slip open.]
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...I'm not entirely certain how to explain.