[Woof, that's a lot, and he hasn't made it worth it, this time. It doesn't feel right to call it a snarl when her face is largely blank, but the sound she makes is definitely something unpleasant and animal. Something crawls a step in his direction and bows her head. The missing woman looks more like a machine giving one last burst of energy before wheezing to a halt and shutting down.
She wants. She's hungry. Without prey to catch in sight or knowing how to fill that other void inside, there's no reason to do much more than chew on her hand again, hoping something changes to satisfy these feelings. The way she keeps going back to it despite the way it obviously tastes terrible, it might be another echo of the person she was before. With her uninjured hand, she claws and clasps at the mud in the water, loosening little pebbles just to ignore them.]
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She wants. She's hungry. Without prey to catch in sight or knowing how to fill that other void inside, there's no reason to do much more than chew on her hand again, hoping something changes to satisfy these feelings. The way she keeps going back to it despite the way it obviously tastes terrible, it might be another echo of the person she was before. With her uninjured hand, she claws and clasps at the mud in the water, loosening little pebbles just to ignore them.]