[ Visi's side of the conversation is perfectly audible through the door and Saki very nearly throws her hands up in frustration. Panic wells keenly in her chest, and she considers the kitchen's window; it's small, she's smaller, but what are her odds of lasting once she hits the ground outside? If she does do that, there's nothing stopping them from remaining in the room until she comes back.
When the door starts to swing, Saki moves instinctively. She gives it a hard shove the other way, back toward Visi, hoping to knock the child off balance. If it works, she'll be making a mad dash for her bedroom. ]
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When the door starts to swing, Saki moves instinctively. She gives it a hard shove the other way, back toward Visi, hoping to knock the child off balance. If it works, she'll be making a mad dash for her bedroom. ]