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Date: 2 Jan 2025 20:36 (UTC)This was what she got for trying to go into a big conversation half-cocked. As if she didn't know how these things went, as if she didn't know what she was like. Wasn't she proving at least some of their points by storming off?
But she'd been trying to hold something in and hold something together for most of the time they'd been on this island.
And whatever she'd been holding that together with had just given out.
... Much like one of her legs seemed to, right then, as her foot caught on something, and sent her toppling onto her knees in the sand.