Mar 2, 2020
"You're not tainted."
“You’re wrong.” Lysithea refuses to meet the professor’s gaze, head turned stubbornly to the side. “You know nothing about me or what I’ve been through. You couldn’t possibly understand.” It’s not fair, she knows that. Her words are far too harsh as they leave her mouth, arms wrapped around herself as though they could shield her from the world. It’s her defense. Shove people away so they can’t be hurt.