[ It's really a testament of how utterly shaken up she is by the doll. His voice doesn't even register; she's too fixated on that doll to pay attention to anything else. And who can blame her, really? Norfinbury is a terrible place where terrible things happen--more terrible than Castle Oblivion, which seems like Disney Town compared to this world--but somehow, it keeps. Getting. Worse.
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When he touches her arm, that's when she finally reacts. Naminé jumps, her heart hammering in her chest. (It's a new sensation, and she's not sure she really likes it.) Her eyes are as wide as saucers, and she's doing a pretty good impression of a deer in headlights. ]
C-Cassel--? [ It's just Cassel. He... he wouldn't hurt her, right?
The doll's gone, and her heart finally starts to calm. ]
I... [ Deep breath. ] Th-that doll... looked just like me...