[She doesn't stop, she doesn't think, until he touches her face and she flinches back from his hand out of instinct—but it's enough to jar her out of the confusing jumble in her mind (because that's what this is, it's all in her head) and properly breathe through the panic and adrenaline and flashbacks.]
A way out of... [She's never considered it because she always wakes up and fights her way through until then, until the bodies around her aren't just Fred and Tonks and Remus but the rest of her family, Neville, Harry—everyone. No one's spared in her nightmares.] I don't know. [Quiet, strained.] No, the castle's surrounded. I've never tried.
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A way out of... [She's never considered it because she always wakes up and fights her way through until then, until the bodies around her aren't just Fred and Tonks and Remus but the rest of her family, Neville, Harry—everyone. No one's spared in her nightmares.] I don't know. [Quiet, strained.] No, the castle's surrounded. I've never tried.