[A wise person might hesitate to approach the irate, thrashing woman with the helmet covering her face and a gigantic needle on each arm. The Doll is driven by her compassion, however, not wisdom. And she has no such sense of self preservation.
She looks on for a moment, as Big Sister attempts to free herself from her helmet - not to assess danger, but to make sure that she understands what the poor woman really wants.]
...you are trapped, Good Hunter?
[She asks from a distance, not wanting to upset the girl further. Her voice is calm, kind, and steady - but as she speaks, her lips do not move.]
B.
She looks on for a moment, as Big Sister attempts to free herself from her helmet - not to assess danger, but to make sure that she understands what the poor woman really wants.]
...you are trapped, Good Hunter?
[She asks from a distance, not wanting to upset the girl further. Her voice is calm, kind, and steady - but as she speaks, her lips do not move.]
I may be able to help you, if you wish.