[The first distinct sounds of someone hitting the glass will catch her attention. It was hard to see from her side of the glass. Their identity was unknown; however, if they were willing to punch the glass on her behalf, then Ione wasn't going to bite the hand that was willing to feed her.
She'll continue to have trouble breathing with all of her wheezing. The only difference though: she was going to place her arms over her head, covering her face fully and some of her hair, and prepare for whenever the glass would break. Many books have warned her about the affects of falling glass, it was all she could do because the hole she was in was small with nowhere to use for cover.
It took three strikes for the glass of the wall to fall apart. Ione will tremble at the accomplishment, expecting her arms to sting from the glass falling, but instead she was rewarded with something very warm and familiar. A voice she easily recognized. Lowering her arms, tears were flowing down her face, she'll begin to cough in an attempt to both clear her throat and hide the wheezing noises she was making before. The scare was enough to trigger a light anxiety attack. All she needed to do was breath in and out deeply and try to relax because Lucy was able to save her.
All she could do was nod at her response, before offering the other a hug.]
...thank you....
[Was all she could whispered to her, trying her best to stop herself from crying so much.]
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She'll continue to have trouble breathing with all of her wheezing. The only difference though: she was going to place her arms over her head, covering her face fully and some of her hair, and prepare for whenever the glass would break. Many books have warned her about the affects of falling glass, it was all she could do because the hole she was in was small with nowhere to use for cover.
It took three strikes for the glass of the wall to fall apart. Ione will tremble at the accomplishment, expecting her arms to sting from the glass falling, but instead she was rewarded with something very warm and familiar. A voice she easily recognized. Lowering her arms, tears were flowing down her face, she'll begin to cough in an attempt to both clear her throat and hide the wheezing noises she was making before. The scare was enough to trigger a light anxiety attack. All she needed to do was breath in and out deeply and try to relax because Lucy was able to save her.
All she could do was nod at her response, before offering the other a hug.]
...thank you....
[Was all she could whispered to her, trying her best to stop herself from crying so much.]