[ There's some minor indecision there, to flinch from someone she barely knows, or to accept kindness from someone who doesn't want to judge her. Like Seto, but somehow even more knowing-- and still, the similarity helps Mary relax, so instead of ducking away, she ever so slowly moves her hand up to touch the one on her shoulder. A silent thank you, maybe. Or she's trying to show him that she's not afraid (she is, a little, but that's instinctive). ]
I'm... not a monster... [ She echoes Cole, sounding half-desperate, as though she's trying very hard to believe it (she is). She's been trying to believe it for so long, but having a reminder helps immensely. Even though she still doesn't know how he understands. Because he's also different, she knows that much, but still...
Well. She blinks back tears, more than a little overwhelmed by this unexpected first meeting, but she'll add: ]
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I'm... not a monster... [ She echoes Cole, sounding half-desperate, as though she's trying very hard to believe it (she is). She's been trying to believe it for so long, but having a reminder helps immensely. Even though she still doesn't know how he understands. Because he's also different, she knows that much, but still...
Well. She blinks back tears, more than a little overwhelmed by this unexpected first meeting, but she'll add: ]
I'm Mary.
[ Not a monster, but Mary. ]