[South cowers, still cradling her throbbing hand. She misses Carolina's intention entirely and sees her move as posturing, as I AM the board and you are not worthy. Hot, hated tears stand in her eyes, but as much as she looks like a beaten dog she can't seem to move, to run away like she'd want. Her feet feel cemented to the spot and she is entirely incapable of drawing herself together.]
but you're still here <333
What.