She pauses. Wiggles. Lifting her arms takes so much energy... Wiggles again. And eventually gets her hoodie and pullover over her head and off of her so she's down to a tank top.

She doesn't want to make it any worse.

They're the only things she has from her life. What if they're important to her?

She's really, really pale.

"Maybe after I sleep." She could probably just sleep right here if she tried.