It was odd how numb she felt to the whole thing now. The moment had been so visceral, the heat of the blood, the screams, the feeling of the knife in her hand, but now… She let Much hug her, even lifted her hands to hug him back. “I had to do it. He would’ve killed me. Or worse. I’m not- I don’t want to be the victim again.” The taste of blood was still there, no matter how often she brushed her teeth.