[ It's not hard to tell when someone was about to panic -- there was a certain feeling to it, one that Brienne was feeling herself right now. Being trapped on a metal carriage (cage, almost, as she had explored from back to front with no possible way of exit) when she was supposed to be dead was a little discomforting.
But this young woman looked like she needed help. And though Brienne was panicking by herself -- this isn't the seven hells, this was a carriage -- she knew she had to sit that aside to assist those who needed it. Letting this poor woman agonize over her fate was too much to sit by idly and watch. ]
Lady, are you alright?
[ Her voice is hoarse -- strangling does that to you, she thinks -- and she coughs slightly before continuing. ]
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But this young woman looked like she needed help. And though Brienne was panicking by herself -- this isn't the seven hells, this was a carriage -- she knew she had to sit that aside to assist those who needed it. Letting this poor woman agonize over her fate was too much to sit by idly and watch. ]
Lady, are you alright?
[ Her voice is hoarse -- strangling does that to you, she thinks -- and she coughs slightly before continuing. ]
Have no fear. As far as I can tell, we are alive.