[she catches it and looks at it in what light there is, grip tightening on the little bear before she rips the heart out of its hands and flings it with enough force to land in a patch of fire they hadn't gotten yet. the anger is almost radiating out of her, and she's holding the bear so tight she could throttle it.]
...You shit.
[the words are hissed towards the bear before she's so angry she could shriek, short but loud and hateful as she throws the thing into her bag to deal with later, turning around to scream her words into the woods.]
no subject
...You shit.
[the words are hissed towards the bear before she's so angry she could shriek, short but loud and hateful as she throws the thing into her bag to deal with later, turning around to scream her words into the woods.]
Who are you? Who the hell are you, you bastard?