She heard him, even though her ears seemed to be ringing. It almost felt like she was going to pass out, despite the fact that her vision was still perfectly clear. Her knees definitely felt like they were going to give out, though. And that wasn't good. She ran a hand through her hair and then dropped it to rest on her stomach. She needed a distraction. She didn't want Noah to know exactly how fucking frightening this was.
"Be careful with that, please?" She called to one of the men. "There's glass in that one. Put it in the kitchen, and put it down gently, if you don't mind." She had no idea if there was glass in the box or not. But at least she'd gotten rid of the urge to vomit everywhere. She still wasn't sure why this coincidence was affecting her so much. Because that's all it was: a coincidence.
She turned her attention back to Noah. "Well, obviously. I'm not her. That would be impossible." It might have seemed insensitive. But she was saying it more for her own benefit than his. Still, she figured he might do well to hear it too. Just in case there was any doubt in his mind.