@haleandhorns:
Hale’s expression softened, a hint of a smile now visible. “Thank you. Not many people outside of my job seem to think so.” Her horns had caused many problems throughout her life. People often associated her with the Devil. Little did they know that her heart was soft, and filled with love. Not that she’d care to admit that to anyone. “You should see them right after I’ve fed. They glow so brightly, and they’re a beautiful neon blue colour.”
Being a personable young woman (nosey, some might say), Tiffany immediately has a lot of questions. Like what this woman does for work that specifically has people liking her horns, and what she feeds on because the phrasing makes it sound like she doesn’t just mean food. She’s always curious about people’s mutations, though she does try not to be too forward about it because it’s obviously a sensitive topic for a lot of people.
"That does sound really pretty! Like how flowers get brighter when they get all the nutrients they need. If it’s okay, can I ask what you feed on?” There’s no judgement or dubiousness in her expression, just open curiosity. Tiffany doesn’t believe in the inherent goodness or badness of mutations, she just believes in the people behind them -- and Hale seems very kind, on first meeting.