[She's about to bark out that those don't apply here, but it seems that he's giving up. So she smirks for only a moment before she sets the pigeons to shoot again. But it's too much. That bit of satisfaction is enough to tip her emotional scale too far and she buckles down to the ground, gripping her head. The voices are back, shadows of what hey had been, but she's crippled for a good few seconds as she goes down.]
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