Hazel wasn't weak, she wasn't scared, she wasn't scared...Surely, she could stomach a hunk of flesh. Sure, it had a face, and the anatomy of that flesh was just the same as her. It could have been her who had been...
Oh god. Hazel looked down to the floor, her eyes unable to meet anything.
"Ah!"
Hazel scared herself by not noticing Marcus until he had put his hand on her. Hazel turned around, eyes wide in panic, and then a moment later, scolded herself for being a scaredy cat. It was just a guy trying to comfort her, don't worry..Deep breath.
"Thanks...that's...reassuring."
It wasn't. But Hazel could appreciate gestures. Well, understand to appreciate gestures at least. She wasn't completely assured though (Marcus did help though, Hazel knew people would make sure she's okay, but knowing and doing was completely different). Okay, time to get out of the ditch of angst that Hazel got herself in! Or at least try to. She wasn't out quite yet, but she was getting there. Still wasn't going to look at the body for more then a few seconds at a time though.
@Gwazi Magnum
".....R-right. To uh...d-do this, how strong does s-someone have to be? O-or, wo-would the st-strength have to be supernatural?....I d-don't think it was tar-targeted at anyone spec...spec..."
Okay, let's try that again.
"I don't think it was t-targeted at anyone. It's k-kinda hard to t-throw so-something so s-strong to pin s-someone in the d-darkness. And Ak..Aki...Akira, d-did he have an-any reason to...die? But s-since it's so accurate to....hit the h-heart...I'm not sure. M-maybe the killer got the w-wrong person? O-or it was an impulsive killing, m-meant to throw us o-off?"
@Jeremi