[Aradia doesn't let Vriska go, though, instead shifting her grip to the wrists, which she holds tight. With nails. :') ]
Vriska! Look at me.
[She's covered in dried blood and she looks like shit. The blood is one thing, that was already there, but Aradia had expected her to come bounding out of the pod ready to go. Yet here she is, stumbling around like she's still half-dead. She shakes her by the wrists, trying to get her at least slightly alert.]
Look at me! We all know you're not going anywhere.
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Vriska! Look at me.
[She's covered in dried blood and she looks like shit. The blood is one thing, that was already there, but Aradia had expected her to come bounding out of the pod ready to go. Yet here she is, stumbling around like she's still half-dead. She shakes her by the wrists, trying to get her at least slightly alert.]
Look at me! We all know you're not going anywhere.