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Nothing made sense anymore. Everything was just a frantic, jumbled blur in her mind as she tried desperately to pick out the more rational thoughts. But nothing was working, nothing was helping. Her chest grew tighter and tighter, and she whimpered, curling in on herself tighter as she struggled to breathe.
What was wrong with her? Why did she feel like this around him? It couldn’t be love, could it? She was just fussing over nothing, right??
Chaos, how she wished she couldn’t feel anymore...
Stella couldn’t even relax as the reason for her troubled mind took a seat next to her, flinching as she felt his fingers against her arm. The touch was so gentle, so concerned, but while her body loved it, her mind was panicking. She was barely able to listen to his words, and kept her head buried behind her arms, too afraid to look at him. If she looked at him, she’d get that wonderful but terrifying feeling again... why was she like this?! Why couldn’t she just look at him and have a proper conversation with him about this like any other Mobian?!
She did, however, manage to peek out at him slightly as he spoke about how she made him feel. She... surely she couldn’t have that kind of effect on anyone, could she? She was just a silly little girl, right? And nobody would ever want to be with her because of how childish and helpless she was, right?
Clearly, Volt didn’t agree with that train of thought, even if he couldn’t see it chugging.
And then... the bombshell. The last thing Stella had expected to hear from any Mobian’s mouth. As soon as those three small but powerful words reached her ears, her head immediately snapped up, staring at the hybrid in... in... she couldn’t even tell anymore. So many emotions were flying to the forefront at the confession - joy, excitement, and hope... but also terror, dread and confusion. And unfortunately, because of her damaged mind, the negatives were rapidly outweighing the positives.
He... he was just saying that, right? Just to make her feel better? There was no way he could mean it, no way. But, as she read his face, she realised slowly that he was telling the truth. She knew how to spot a liar, having been raised by someone who lied like there was no tomorrow. And she could tell... he wasn’t lying. He truly meant every word of it. He loved her. Volt loved her.
Her thoughts and emotions had become a hurricane, leaving her unable to pick one to focus on. So... she reacted in the only way that made sense to her in her current state.