[There's a small whine that escapes the back of her throat, frustration and something else. Impotence, maybe. If she can't stop this, and the only solution is killing, then - what good is she? How much different is she from what were her enemies once?]
I don't... [A crack in her voice, finally betraying her young age, as do the wide eyes she sets upon Wangji.] I don't want to kill it. Them. It - it doesn't even know it's a fox...
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I don't... [A crack in her voice, finally betraying her young age, as do the wide eyes she sets upon Wangji.] I don't want to kill it. Them. It - it doesn't even know it's a fox...