[There's a point where she stops entirely like time goes still before Yona slowly relaxes under Sansa's hand on her arm. She forces herself to, a little, even now. But at least she isn't dancing on the edge of a freak out like this.] Mmm. I'm okay. Thank you, I only...
It was my mistake. [Breathing out, low, slow -- she almost doesn't admit more beyond that, but something about the darkness maybe makes it easier to say the rest.] I didn't expect to see words I recognized too.