[Since she's spent all day fiddling with her phone, perhaps it's not quite such a surprise that she's figured out the audio function. And given the current situation, perhaps it's not unreasonable for her to be not-quite-wailing.]
I really don't think I want to be here anymore! [CRASH!] Ah! What was that? Oh my goodness... It-- it's a person, but its cloak is fingers? [Something explodes and she squeaks, muffled like she's put her hand over her mouth.] I-I think it just blew up that garbage can because there was a cat near it! Is he an alchemist? Why would he do something like that?
I want to go home now... At least there all we had to worry about were mad gunman, not psychopaths with living cloaks!
I really don't think I want to be here anymore! [CRASH!] Ah! What was that? Oh my goodness... It-- it's a person, but its cloak is fingers? [Something explodes and she squeaks, muffled like she's put her hand over her mouth.] I-I think it just blew up that garbage can because there was a cat near it! Is he an alchemist? Why would he do something like that?
I want to go home now... At least there all we had to worry about were mad gunman, not psychopaths with living cloaks!
mood:
terrified

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