Sharon easily accepts the 'no matter' conclusion as to who people are as well, when it comes to their trying to stab her. She quickly grabs his wrist and twists his arm around to the point of dislocation as she jumps off the altar.
Then she spots the girl coming towards them. "Redfur!" She exclaims with joyful recognition. "Wait...too young... Moira! From the Christmas Card" Her glee is completely undisturbed by her continuing to self-defense the living daylights out of her attacker.
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