Brynn looked up, noticing the horse's nose so very close. She reached out and patted Aidrian's thick muzzle, the hair hanging down close to her as well. It was stippled lightly in droplets of blood just like his legs and she moved away from the wall, her protector being close and helping to calm her. She could trust him. "Leave...too many people." Sentences were trouble still, the shock had kicked her where it would count. She shook her head and attempted to push him away by leaning up and shoving with what little strength she had, which, all in all wasn't effective. "Save you."
Her eyes moved across the room again, the sight of his gore ridden form twitching brought the entire thing back to her again, and tears welled up threatening to spill. It was as if she would drown in a world of water and shock. Her legs didn't want to work, and there was so much blood before her and slowly dribbling under her tussled and aching form. Her clothing was in shreds, her hair was a snarled mess, and her crying had formed long, thick, black lines where her make up had been previously. She wanted the building to fall on her. This nightmarish world had taken her over, and in that one moment of unending pain, her mind had broken under the weight of it.