/spams you
[Saya's pace quickened as she rounded a corner, all thoughts of the snack she and Jeanne had been headed for forgotten. She could feel it, so close and so strong. Almost there.]
[Diva.]
[She can tell Jeanne is still behind her, with her -- it's almost as if her senses are stretched past their limits -- and it's then that she realizes how she's walking, her pace harried and her brow furrowed. She pauses, sheepish.]