Lucy shook her head. "No. No, I'm..I'm fine. I must have just....pulled too hard or something." She instinctively touched her hair, smoothing it back with her palm in an attempt to calm herself. All that accomplished was pulling out more hair, a much larger chunk than the last one.
Whatever hope she'd been able to hold on to after the first incident fell away with every strand of hair that dropped from her scalp. Her lower lip began to quiver and her eyes welled with tears.
She looked up at him with watery blue eyes and shook her head, clutching the hair in her hand and standing. "I have to go. I have to go home, I have to get out of here and I have to go home."