Tracey leaned over, picking Gracia up effortlessly.
"Now, goodness, look at you, all up in a tizzy! Can't be having that at all, no no! Now, did you hurt yourself there?"
[forum cryptid: it/it's]-She screams, flailing about to get out of the grip, the ripples intensifying-
-Lovely liquid terror in the air-
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?-She settles from flailing about once she senses how little use it is, just staring at her with fearful wide eyes, hanging loose in her grip-
Y... why are you doing this...?
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?-All that tension is escaping in tears now-
I— I'm not a toy!
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?-Hot tears streaming down her face-
Leave me alone! Alone!
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?-She gave a whimper, shuddering involuntarily at the closeness, more rippling-
Pl... ple...
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?Please!
-Sobbing, her hands squeezing at the wrist of the hand holding her up-
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?Ghhh!
-She felt at her bruised shoulder, too scared to look up-
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?

...Physical or mental pain?