Morana was listening, but the minute the world 'kill' was uttered, the world seemed to come to a stand still. So she hadn't be wrong...Ryuzaki was...actually asking her...to hurt those people, to let them die by her hands, her curse...on purpose.
She wanted to help the people who were so kind to her. She assumed that would be giving support, working on the trial, never...not this!
No good came of it, no good came of killing. The words repeated inside her head like a mantra, a bubbling sensation building up from her stomach and rising to the back of her throat, head beginning to pound. The sensation was all too familiar and between the horror of what was actually being asked of her and the fear of what she might do was not helping to calm her down.
And all the while the mental images of a petrified childs face as she fell to her death dances before her eyes.
"C-Can't...can't..." she managed to mumbled, her voice already choking as she shook her head, giving Ryuzaki a pleading but terrified look. "I...c-can't...no...no..."