"I need you," Elle whispers in such a way that is unlike her. Her hands are trembling, flexing at her sides.

She whispers because she's afraid that if she speaks too loudly the world might crash around her and she whispers, because she's terrified of herself.

"I - I trust you─ no─ I need you." Elle is coming to you, because you've been friends for years.

When she grabs your arms, you notice the blood that stains your shirt.