[Clove drops and slinks to the side quickly. Just below the sword but with distance enough to put her out of immediate grasp.
He won't chase if she runs. She knows it. He's smarter than that. But that's what she wants. She just wants to run. Everything in her is warring against itself. She wants to fight, but she doesn't want to hurt him. She wants to run, but she wants him to follow. She wants to remember, but she wants to forget.]
action:
He won't chase if she runs. She knows it. He's smarter than that. But that's what she wants. She just wants to run. Everything in her is warring against itself. She wants to fight, but she doesn't want to hurt him. She wants to run, but she wants him to follow. She wants to remember, but she wants to forget.]