[Beverly bites at her lip and looks away when the woman turns her attention back to the pumpkin. Trying to give her some privacy, maybe, because Beverly knows what she felt like when she was found like this.

Once the moment of realization passes, though, she looks back at her.]

The same thing. I saw blood splash everywhere, but when someone found me and made me look again, it wasn't blood at all. A bunch got on my clothes and it was still just pumpkin guts when I washed it.

[She'd mention that it reminded her of something, but... she just met this person, and the lady is way older than her. Besides, Beverly's not sure how she could even explain that.]