Pet. Leash. What the fuck was he going on about...Violet didn't even try hard to make it make sense. All she knew was how much pain there was in this little gathering. So much horrible stacking pain, she ran her hands through her hair and turned on heel stalking away. It kept her from running, the only way she could manage to keep from running really. Otherwise, she'd go as fast as her feet could take her away from this situation and these people.
No good deed goes unpunished, right? Case in point.
By the time she got back to where there was concrete she was running anyway.