[Aara turns to look at him at his touch, hope rekindling within her as she remembers that Xanth is her friend. Taking a rejuvenating breath of air, she nods slowly. Her hands still fidget, but her movements are slower now that her mind is on other things.]
"I... hurt people, Xanth. When I got sick. Before I--before I died."
[Her heart hurts simply at the retelling, and Aara ducks her head as she tries her best to prevent her tears. She had to make sure he knew she could be dangerous. At the same time, she didn't want him to fear her. The situation was a mess already.]
I'm not--human. Not entirely.
[She brings a hand to her face, stress compiling as she rubs at her forehead. Her throat feels tight, and her eyes burn, but at least she isn't crying yet. Hopefully she didn't have any tears left.]
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"I... hurt people, Xanth. When I got sick. Before I--before I died."
[Her heart hurts simply at the retelling, and Aara ducks her head as she tries her best to prevent her tears. She had to make sure he knew she could be dangerous. At the same time, she didn't want him to fear her. The situation was a mess already.]
I'm not--human. Not entirely.
[She brings a hand to her face, stress compiling as she rubs at her forehead. Her throat feels tight, and her eyes burn, but at least she isn't crying yet. Hopefully she didn't have any tears left.]