Emily lets out a yelp of pain and surprise, toppling forward at the blow to her back. Slipping on the slick surface of tub she falls to her hands and knees in the water, cracking her forhead off of the taps and starting to cry as she clutches at her face... then PANIC when she realizes the cylinder is no longer in her hands.
"ARRÊTEZ L'ARRÊT ! Je suis si désolé ! Je veux juste partir ! Sil vous-plait, oh mon dieu, je ne sais pas ce qui s'est produit…
Her voice is all frantic and sobbing and she cowers, keeping her head as low as possible without being in the water, both hands now fishing at the bottom of the tub to try to find her treasured artifact - when she comes up with a handful of broken gold pieces her apologetic tone turns to sheer wordless anguish.
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