Her hands were still outreached to her father even as she was pulled back. Though when she heard her father stirring, she scooted behind Goose. Clinging to the back of his clothes as she peered around him to see how her father fared with his restraints. Clinging tighter every time she felt Goose moved as it frightened her and she also wanted him to stop. Though she loosened her grip when she heard her father speak. Hiding completely behind Goose as she hoped that perhaps her father hadn't seen her just yet.  His words told her otherwise and she whimpered. Holding tight to the clothes she had been lent now as she started to cry.<br/><br/>She sat down and covered her ears with her hands, wondering why Goose didn't stop her father from talking sooner as he had done with everyone else. She was starting to pull out her own hair in panic before she noticed things had quieted down. She lean against Goose's legs and brought herself as near as she could. Laying her head against his legs, she could feel the vibration of his voice through his body as he spoke. She stood up slowly after he called for her to come. Her eyes never leaving her father as she thought he would break free any second and lunge at her.<br/><br/>Her knees felt weak but she managed to hold to him for support. "I-can we... really do that?" She asked Goose, as she felt what she had witnessed was wrong in so many ways. Abandoning her father made it that much worse. "I don't think I can... you might be able to... but I-I grew up with him... he's taken care of me for as long as I can remember.. perhaps a little poorly... but still..." She said very quietly as she was scared one or the other would yell at her for what she said.