<em>Nobu normally would have hesitated. Normally. But this is not a normal situation. Because, if she's at all honest with herself, she's terrified. Terrified that the attacks of the Abberants are finally hitting home, terrified of what the Sentinel might have been pushed to do... terrified that she's involving herself. But she can't stop. Not now. Because, somehow, she knows, she's needed.<br/><br/>However, as she witnesses the scene before her and hears the Sentinel's words, she stops cold, her eyes even wider than ususal. Her face is painted with expression, and it speaks more loudly than words ever could, if Yoko bothers to look up at the sound of sneakers softly hitting the carpet of the theatre floor and the soft panting of a girl out of breath.<br/><br/>Oh God, please don't let this be real, she can't be doing this, she can't mean this, I have to stop her, but won't she be...? But if she does this..<br/><br/>Her voice whispers quietly, yet, somehow, Yoko can hear it clear as a bell, perhaps as a result of a bit of magic.<br/><br/>"If you go through with this, you let them win, because then you're no better than them."</em>