[That's a good hunch. Laura kind of recoils, looking ... confused, maybe, but mostly just lost and sad. She turns her back against the wall, putting both her legs up between herself and Heather like a barrier.]
No one can help me.
[And while she's not really sobbing anymore the way she's honestly broken about that is probably worse.]
no subject
No one can help me.
[And while she's not really sobbing anymore the way she's honestly broken about that is probably worse.]