[ Yoshiki staggers back under the force of her shove, not even trying to brace himself against it. He's glad to be farther away from her when she looks at him with her strange, wrathful eyes full of the promise of violence.

Turning his back on her again is even harder than before, but at least he's not embarrassed. He's just afraid. Afraid of her, afraid of the chittering noise that's become so quiet he has to strain to hear it, afraid of everything he doesn't know. ]

If you look, that's how they get into you.

[ Head down. Eyes on the trail. Keep walking. ]

I didn't mean to tell you what to do. I'm sorry. But please - [ He doesn't even know her. He's scared of her. He still- ] - I'm asking. I don't want to walk out of here alone.

[ I don't want to have to leave you. ]