[ The door swings open and Hilda barely has time to scramble backwards to narrowly avoid being hit.
Still wrapped up in some level of her distress, Hilda doesn't immediately occur to her who walks through the door. There's a brief, heartbreaking moment, where she thinks it might be a familiar face from home. That all of this is some sort of nightmare that she just hasn't been able to wake from.
It's not a face from home but it is a familiar one - which somehow makes this traumatic situation embarrassing. ]
Rise -
[ A fresh wave of tears threatens to spill as she sits there on the floor in a state that the younger girl hadn't seen her in before. ]
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Still wrapped up in some level of her distress, Hilda doesn't immediately occur to her who walks through the door. There's a brief, heartbreaking moment, where she thinks it might be a familiar face from home. That all of this is some sort of nightmare that she just hasn't been able to wake from.
It's not a face from home but it is a familiar one - which somehow makes this traumatic situation embarrassing. ]
Rise -
[ A fresh wave of tears threatens to spill as she sits there on the floor in a state that the younger girl hadn't seen her in before. ]