[Her hand is trembling when he takes hold of it, and all she can do is nod in response to what he's said. She trusts him more than anyone, and feels safe with him. So she tries to relax, even as his lanky legs lurch into motion and she's pulled along with him.
It's like she's on autopilot as she runs her fastest to keep up. She doesn't look back, doesn't do anything but focus on what's ahead. But eventually her lungs start to burn and she's reminded she's very much so alive, and she starts to slow down.]
Maybe -
[She stumbles a bit, but his hold on her hand tug her along and keep her on her feet.]
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It's like she's on autopilot as she runs her fastest to keep up. She doesn't look back, doesn't do anything but focus on what's ahead. But eventually her lungs start to burn and she's reminded she's very much so alive, and she starts to slow down.]
Maybe -
[She stumbles a bit, but his hold on her hand tug her along and keep her on her feet.]
Maybe we've outrun them?