It is a clawed hand that begins to reach out, but it is a human hand that grasps it. In an instantaneous change, a deeply unhappy looking blond girl stands there, the look in her eyes tender and wounded. She has not yet registered this change. ]
... thank you.
[ At least, not until those words come out. Then her eyes widen, on a soft intake of breath, but she does nothing else just yet. ... who is she now? ]
cuz she scurred! she'll get over it though.
no.
no, why would that have been....
It is a clawed hand that begins to reach out, but it is a human hand that grasps it. In an instantaneous change, a deeply unhappy looking blond girl stands there, the look in her eyes tender and wounded. She has not yet registered this change. ]
... thank you.
[ At least, not until those words come out. Then her eyes widen, on a soft intake of breath, but she does nothing else just yet. ... who is she now? ]