[ The way she's looking down at her hands in her lap, her face can't be seen. She is scared. Definitely. But there's a spark of defiant strength that she'd learned in her time away from home. Something she'd learned from people she loved. It's by will power alone that she hasn't crumble yet.
Her eyebrows draw together. Finally, she looks up. There's something stubborn in her expression. ]
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Her eyebrows draw together. Finally, she looks up. There's something stubborn in her expression. ]
I don't have anything else to say.