[ his sudden release has her dropping to one knee, a hand on the ground to brace herself as she coughs, trying to regain her breath. barriss gets to her feet quickly enough, but there's no victory in that. it's just not being dead, she realizes. not being dead for now.
something cold wraps around her as anakin starts to talk and it takes her a beat to realize that the anger isn't just coming from him. some of it is her own and that's not a sensation she feels regularly. frustration is a needling, weighty thing, but this is an ice cold bath that she could get too used to.
it's probably the only thing that keeps her unflinching against anakin's glare. ]
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something cold wraps around her as anakin starts to talk and it takes her a beat to realize that the anger isn't just coming from him. some of it is her own and that's not a sensation she feels regularly. frustration is a needling, weighty thing, but this is an ice cold bath that she could get too used to.
it's probably the only thing that keeps her unflinching against anakin's glare. ]
Understood.