[The emotions thing she’s at least learned she’ll have to be careful with. During communion, she keeps her presence so unobtrusive as to barely be noticeable, so small that it’s distracting to try and make the words out to keep people from noticing the guarded walls. In person, she apparently shouldn’t let anyone touch her shard…]
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[The emotions thing she’s at least learned she’ll have to be careful with. During communion, she keeps her presence so unobtrusive as to barely be noticeable, so small that it’s distracting to try and make the words out to keep people from noticing the guarded walls. In person, she apparently shouldn’t let anyone touch her shard…]
Are you sure?
[She tries to sound worried.]
In my world… People like me were hated.
Feared.