She wasn't completely paranoid and irrational. Really. She wasn't. Not usually. She felt a dim sense that she was overracting begin to swell from somewhere deeply buried, way down in her smallest toe. But it was so far away from her brain at that moment, that she had trouble listening to it. She backed away from the very friendly, and frankly gorgeous man, who had just offered in a very gentlemanly way to escort her.<br/><br/>Gaping at him for a long moment, she tried to tell her feet to run for her life, but they were frozen in place. Her hands trembled, so she clenched them behind her. After all, they say raving lunatics who you meet in the woods, can smell fear, especially when your hands shake. Best to hide it.<br/><br/>Finally, she managed to find her voice, around the same time that she regained her hold on sanity. Doing her best to speak in a calm, level, and rational voice, she weezed, "My stars, but you scared me... Goodness... Just a second while I put the pieces of my chest back together. I think my heart just exploded."