[...The voice is a huge relief. (At the same time, a part of Morgan's brain catalogues it and notes that she's very lucky that that knife didn't even knick her; she knows Zohra uses poison).
But she sighs, all tension going out of her body as her shoulders slump in total relief, and she steps closer towards Zohra.]
Zohra...! Oh, thank goodness. I have no idea where I am--
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But she sighs, all tension going out of her body as her shoulders slump in total relief, and she steps closer towards Zohra.]
Zohra...! Oh, thank goodness. I have no idea where I am--
[...she pauses, frowning and looking around.]
...How did I get here?