Aya gave the little girl's hand a reassuring squeeze before releasing her to Ann. 

[color=limegreen]"I'm ok,"[/color] she said to Jake. [color=limegreen]"You don't have to worry about me."[/color] It surprised her how easily the lie fell from her lips. And physically, she really [i]was[/i] fine. She'd only retained a few bruises from Sebastian's rough handling and had been spared from the acid blood. But inside, everything tipped and turned, and Aya felt she was being pulled in every which way at once. Her breathing had at least somewhat calmed down, and her emotions were calm as a lake's surface. Aya wondered if this was what it was like to go into shock. Probably. She didn't even register that Cedric had just been murdered on live TV, continuing on and focusing only on getting somewhere safe.