she kind of still doesn't see you there. alisaie's eyes turn toward the source of the voice and the restraint, but there's no recognition there. there's no real thought at all, just a distant, unfocused look, blind with fever. ]
You.. please let me go -
[ her voice is rough and gravelly, and immediately she is trying to pull away, to turn toward the road again. ]
welp..
she kind of still doesn't see you there. alisaie's eyes turn toward the source of the voice and the restraint, but there's no recognition there. there's no real thought at all, just a distant, unfocused look, blind with fever. ]
You.. please let me go -
[ her voice is rough and gravelly, and immediately she is trying to pull away, to turn toward the road again. ]
I have to go..