Rachel watched him but when he mentioned her voice her entire body tensed. She stumbled away from him, looking at him wide eyed, “You...” Her voice was small, barely above a whisper. She cleared her throat and said, “You- You're, of my... my voice?” An image of a small body lying on the floor flashed in front of her eyes. A man crumpling to the ground. Little rabbits and squirrels littering the floor.
He has every right to be afraid of her your voice... a little voice in her head whispered. Your a monster. What creature can kill by voice? Rachel whimpered, her chest heaving, “I-I...” She shook her head. “I'm s-sorry Michael. I...” She turned and started to run.
((Poor Rachel. She'll be mad when she finds out he went in her head, but she'll hate herself when he is afraid of her voice. That was the worse thing to say! Oh and Michael can stop her if you want, she'll get lost on her own :) ))