get out of my head

Viviane pulled her oaw back when the stranger snapped at it, but didn't retreat otherwise. It seemed that whether it was wise or not, she couldn't deny the part of herself that needed to help others. She couldn't walk away and leave the stranger mad and bleeding."I don't know anyone named Habari," she said matter of factly, "and I am not in the habit of kidnapping anyone. I'm a heaker, and it looks like you need help. Will you let me see if I can help you?" She was concerned about whar the other woman had said about her packmate infecting her - how many other packs were infected with these strange symptoms? "Can you tell me exactly what's wrong?" She kept her voice carefully modulated to a calm, reasonable tone, as matter of fact as she could under the circumstances. She didn't want to set the madwoman off by coming off as threatening, or insincere.