[Her hand, and a fair half of her forearm, are bright red, prickling from cold. It shakes under the water, and Ellie grits her teeth, distracted by the pain of it.]
[After a few seconds, she turns the water off, and folds her throbbing arm into her jacket. She looks up at him with dull eyes, a very sulky teenaged version of fucking duh. Everything he says feels like he's trying to get on her good side. Distantly, she wishes she was still a person where that didn't set off alarm bells.]
[Less distantly, she's aware that that person would probably be dead.]
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[After a few seconds, she turns the water off, and folds her throbbing arm into her jacket. She looks up at him with dull eyes, a very sulky teenaged version of fucking duh. Everything he says feels like he's trying to get on her good side. Distantly, she wishes she was still a person where that didn't set off alarm bells.]
[Less distantly, she's aware that that person would probably be dead.]
You didn't say your name. [Fair's fair.]