"What's wrong with me?!" Hunter replied, just barely having time to straight back up from the punch that stumbled her backwards. She looked at the other girl desperately, unable to believe what she was hearing her say. "Don't you feel it?" she asked, as if Mack were stupid.
Stepping forward again, with zero regard for personal space despite the injury she had just received, she grabbed Mack's hand and held it up, against her chest. "Don't ya feel that? Girl, c'mon.. I knew. I always knew, yer like-- yer so damn perfect for me! An' you been right in front of me all along!"