[She thinks about patting Kido's head before deciding against it. Too soon. So she just metaphorically sighs to herself and heads to bed.
And then her voice rings loud and clear. She flips around immediately, chest moving up and down like she needs to catch her breath. Person in the house. Someone she doesn't know. A kid. Maybe around Kido's age.
Kido. Crying, scared. Confined by him. His age doesn't matter much anymore. All that matters is Kido's in pain. A boundless rage consumes her as her shadows shoot out to grab him and push him against a wall.]
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And then her voice rings loud and clear. She flips around immediately, chest moving up and down like she needs to catch her breath. Person in the house. Someone she doesn't know. A kid. Maybe around Kido's age.
Kido. Crying, scared. Confined by him. His age doesn't matter much anymore. All that matters is Kido's in pain. A boundless rage consumes her as her shadows shoot out to grab him and push him against a wall.]