[ Annie has no trouble suspecting Hazel's gotten herself stuck in panic mode, particularly as she army crawls over to Josuke. For her part, she does what anyone facing a Tyrannosaurus rex or an immortal creature would do: walks away at a stately, sedate pace.
Running only attracts attention, after all. If anyone is watching her leave, it's a very pale moon waking its way inland toward a point closer to the fire. Annie brushes sand off her arm as she goes. ]
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Running only attracts attention, after all. If anyone is watching her leave, it's a very pale moon waking its way inland toward a point closer to the fire. Annie brushes sand off her arm as she goes. ]