[He gets a small look of relief, glad to hear that. He knows what it's like to be lonely, and he never wants anyone to feel that way, not if he can help it somehow.]

That's good. Really good.

[He pauses for a moment to look back at her and speak to her face to face.] If it helps any... You might be a Medusa, but you're not a monster. I've seen real monsters before, too many to count, and some of them even looked like humans, were humans, but that didn't change the fact they were still monsters. You are nothing at all like them, Mary.