[ She plucks the chocolate strawberry from the box, holding it between two fingers while he explains. Despite the general fun loving and flirtatious face she seems to show everyone all the time, here, she seems to easily conjure the degree of suffering those humans must be under in the world Nico describes. Her smile fades, not pitying — just understanding. ]
It must have been difficult when you first got there.
[ How could the humans trust him? If he's been there for a long time, she imagines there were years, perhaps generations themselves, of Nico integrating himself there. People so seldom forget their resent so quickly; they cling to it with all they have left, when it burns hot enough. ]
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It must have been difficult when you first got there.
[ How could the humans trust him? If he's been there for a long time, she imagines there were years, perhaps generations themselves, of Nico integrating himself there. People so seldom forget their resent so quickly; they cling to it with all they have left, when it burns hot enough. ]