[She reacts to her name, softly spoken in a way she's never heard before; a distinct Japanese tone that she's heard seamlessly meshed in a San Fransokyo dialect throughout the city but never from her friends, and certainly not since she's been in this world. It's different, and much like her real name it's something that Crane has never touched.
So she focuses on Kaneda, eyes wide with silent panic as she clutches at his jacket and shakes.]
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So she focuses on Kaneda, eyes wide with silent panic as she clutches at his jacket and shakes.]
Can't...stop it... couldn't... stop.