[Breath. In an out. Count to five on the exhale. Make it work, cadet, you're not done yet. Maketh rubs at her eyes furiously. No crying. It's not allowed.
The anger helps. Brings a bit of clarity.] I--I looked at him and....something happened. He was a threat. Is! But I don't....I don't know why.
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The anger helps. Brings a bit of clarity.] I--I looked at him and....something happened. He was a threat. Is! But I don't....I don't know why.