[There's a terrible, dark part of her that wants to plant her foot on this branch and just kick him off with the other, launch him at the giant and let it deal with him while she escapes, but what would that make her? No better than him, surely, and absolutely someone she couldn't stand to look at in the mirror.]
Shut up. [She hisses it at him, and if his hand had made it just one more inch towards the lightsaber at his side she would have shifted her grip on her staff, used it like a baseball bat to knock the weapon right out of his hand before he could turn it on.] It might leave.
[If he's quiet, if he just stays still, it might lose interest in their tree and go somewhere else.
Of course, that means she can't climb any higher without moving the branches, rustling the leaves and bringing attention to them herself.]
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Shut up. [She hisses it at him, and if his hand had made it just one more inch towards the lightsaber at his side she would have shifted her grip on her staff, used it like a baseball bat to knock the weapon right out of his hand before he could turn it on.] It might leave.
[If he's quiet, if he just stays still, it might lose interest in their tree and go somewhere else.
Of course, that means she can't climb any higher without moving the branches, rustling the leaves and bringing attention to them herself.]