her heart stammers in her chest -- an obvious sign of distress -- but éloïse ignores it in favor of running her mouth a mile a second, getting a hold of the nearest staff with a clipboard the second she comes to and is able to stand without a sway in her step. her hands are vice-like as she holds onto the person’s arms, nearly shaking them as she stares them down. “ have you seen my siblings ?! ” it doesn’t dawn on her until half a second after that the other probably doesn’t know just who her siblings may be in the chaos of events. her fingers loosen, if only to stab at the clipboard earnestly. “ please check, louise and léopold de saxe-cobourg et gotha. ” she isn’t used to saying her brother’s name in length, but the way it passes through her lips ends in a rushed haste, trying to stop the rivet of tears already forming at her lashes. “ what are you doing !? check it now ! ” she snaps, finally forgoing politeness as desperation seeps into her features.