This girl is being so kind to her. Kind... even though she's more monstrous now than ever before... with a couple of noteworthy exceptions. The child should be shrinking in terror, not offering to help. Not to mention that apology. Her mind reels. So many confusing thoughts and feelings, she can't stand it.
A soft whining sound escapes her throat before she can stop it. One hand goes to her forehead and she stumbles backwards to sit on the bed. "I... I don't know. I've been alone for so long... perhaps it's for the best. I wouldn't want to hurt anyone."
This despite the longing, burning, ache to do just that. No... she has to fight it.
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Date: 2019-09-15 03:18 am (UTC)A soft whining sound escapes her throat before she can stop it. One hand goes to her forehead and she stumbles backwards to sit on the bed. "I... I don't know. I've been alone for so long... perhaps it's for the best. I wouldn't want to hurt anyone."
This despite the longing, burning, ache to do just that. No... she has to fight it.