[She sucks in a breath - oh gods, she noticed that, did she? Here, Hermione has still been coming to grips with her own fragile mortality, based on Five's sharing. So.]
But I didn't - see? I'm well. He was present when it happened and he, uhm, I think reversed time to whoosh me out of there - do you think it's a whoosh? It sounds a little like a whoosh, but it feels like a thwip...
[And here, a tiny, hysterical laugh interrupts her own rant. She rakes her fingers through her hair, still holding the laddle.] I'll admit I've been... processing it badly.
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But I didn't - see? I'm well. He was present when it happened and he, uhm, I think reversed time to whoosh me out of there - do you think it's a whoosh? It sounds a little like a whoosh, but it feels like a thwip...
[And here, a tiny, hysterical laugh interrupts her own rant. She rakes her fingers through her hair, still holding the laddle.] I'll admit I've been... processing it badly.