"Oh right. You did say your name." Rose's head remained down, the small mistake already embarrassing her beyond belief. She needed to leave, and she needed to leave now. She couldn't do this. No doubt the man already saw her as strange. But her body remained still. She would stay, if only to hide her bright red cheeks. [i] "You are pathetic. Give me control." [/i] 

"I'm not pathetic," she murmurs quietly, voice muffled by the scarf and hood. This was too much. As soon as her cheeks felt less hot, she would be out the door.