[ If the smaller woman recognized her, even for just a moment, there's no such recognition in Sarah's own eyes. She's so beyond alarmed that her voice momentarily slips back into her normal accent, but she doesn't notice. She steps down from the rail and grabs Clara by the arm, attempting to forcefully lead her back to the rail. ]
Some kind of— [ She stops herself. Some kind of animal? Monster? ] Something alive.
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[ If the smaller woman recognized her, even for just a moment, there's no such recognition in Sarah's own eyes. She's so beyond alarmed that her voice momentarily slips back into her normal accent, but she doesn't notice. She steps down from the rail and grabs Clara by the arm, attempting to forcefully lead her back to the rail. ]
Some kind of— [ She stops herself. Some kind of animal? Monster? ] Something alive.