She couldn't manage a single word. She just gasped and made distressed noises as what happened sank in. It was everywhere, or so it seemed, and oh god Scar...
She looked up at him in horror, still clinging to his sleeves, awash in misery and mortification.
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She looked up at him in horror, still clinging to his sleeves, awash in misery and mortification.
She'd just thrown up on Scar.