[Somehow, blindly, she makes it, half running into him and clinging to him like a drowning woman. And normally she'd be concerned about how this looked, running (as it were) to him like a fucking damsel in distress, but she's in way too much pain to give that any consideration.]
[The words somehow manage to get through, letting her know that she's found the right person, at the very least, and she nods at whatever it was he said.]
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[The words somehow manage to get through, letting her know that she's found the right person, at the very least, and she nods at whatever it was he said.]