[As he approaches she begins to scramble to get her feet back under her, human palms hitting the floor, levering up her heavy equine half, viewing him less as a human views another and more like a cornered animal viewed a potential threat. In this place, in this confusion... she couldn't trust anyone, couldn't trust any of these so called refugees...]
I do not ask anything of you!
[... she also might not recognize such a strangely patterned cloth as a handkerchief.]
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[As he approaches she begins to scramble to get her feet back under her, human palms hitting the floor, levering up her heavy equine half, viewing him less as a human views another and more like a cornered animal viewed a potential threat. In this place, in this confusion... she couldn't trust anyone, couldn't trust any of these so called refugees...]
I do not ask anything of you!
[... she also might not recognize such a strangely patterned cloth as a handkerchief.]