[When Colette arrives, she's to the side... watching this mob hurl insults at Martel. For a minute it's too much to comprehend. What is she seeing? This... this can't be real, can it? The shock roots her to the spot, but her mouth moves without thinking, and she says softly]
Stop it...
[and then she snaps out of that surprise that was rooting her to the spot. She hurries forward, standing to the side of the mob. She attempts to draw their attention by calling desperately]
no subject
Stop it...
[and then she snaps out of that surprise that was rooting her to the spot. She hurries forward, standing to the side of the mob. She attempts to draw their attention by calling desperately]
Please stop!