Rush to comfort her
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"Uh... bon... merci.. bonjour.." you rattle of the random words of French you learned while in England. You decide to simply repeat what she said, not knowing what it meant. "Américain! Ne pas. Ne tirez pas." Your French is horrible, but there was little you could say. Do you: | "Uh... bon... merci.. bonjour.." you rattle of the random words of French you learned while in England. You decide to simply repeat what she said, not knowing what it meant. "Américain! Ne pas. Ne tirez pas." Your French is horrible, but there was little you could say. Do you: | ||
| - | [http:// | + | [http://editthis.info/choose_your_Own_Adventure/Back_off_for_fear_that_she_might_start_to_cry_louder Slowly work yourself away from the iron grip that the girl had developed on you while to tried to quiet her] |
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You take the last few steps and hold a finger to her mouth with a ginger touch. You could only think of how your mother used to calm you when you skinned your knee or were afraid of the boogey man as a child. Your approach to her sets her into an even more wild fit of fear. With a stern but gentle hand you cover her mouth.
"Uh... bon... merci.. bonjour.." you rattle of the random words of French you learned while in England. You decide to simply repeat what she said, not knowing what it meant. "Américain! Ne pas. Ne tirez pas." Your French is horrible, but there was little you could say. Do you:
