( Immediate worry swarms Red's chest as she reads these words - from nearly drowning to death to being choked by the tree to everything Red knows about Clara's life outside of this place - ) Clara, what the actual fuck. You were choked by a tree?
Are you okay? I mean I'm always of the opinion that trees are secretly dicks judging our lives while they stand there growing. But seriously. How's your neck? Jesus.
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Are you okay? I mean I'm always of the opinion that trees are secretly dicks judging our lives while they stand there growing. But seriously. How's your neck? Jesus.