[There was a voice breaking through the rest, scared, lost, confused. He followed it's echo if only to find the source so he could silence it. As he rounds a corner he nearly runs right into Bela and the noise is almost deafening in his mind. He doesn't realize she's muttering to herself as well. Though as they almost clash he gets his hands on her, seething softly as he tries to control his anger and discomfort from her. He likes Bela, he doesn't really want to hurt her but her thoughts are so LOUD. His fingers dig into her, enough to be slightly painful.]
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