"…is that really important?" the other grumbled back dismissively without looking up, her irises remaining frozen in the centers of her eyes and glazing over the extended hand. "I guess you don’t know ‘em yet, but there’ll be someone much more preferable to talk to here than me. Take my word for it…”
"…I say, primarily for the sake of your own sanity.”
"You're troubled aren't you, dear?" She tilted her head to one side, almost curious about this girl's feelings. "I can not feel, unless I want to feel. So pour all your sorrow on me, please."










