[A shaky breath and she's grabbing at his shirt, trying to push him away, but she collapses from pressure, breaking into a fit of sobs as her hand reaches to rest at his shoulder, clutching his shirt and trying to do anything but touch the blade.
It's cold. She can feel it even though it's not touching her.
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It's cold. She can feel it even though it's not touching her.
It's cold like this whole situation.]