No one truly cares about you. Luxord, Axel, Shadow... none of them care about you. They're just trying to get close to you so they can manipulate you. They know what happens when you're forced to do something so they're just getting close to you, pretending to be your 'friend' so they can manipulate you into doing things you would never normally do, all for their own advantage and plans. And since you think they're your 'friends', you'll do it. Happily. Not caring about the consequences.
(Unaffected by current M!A)
For a moment, maybe too, she is quiet. Her chest feels like it slowly tightens with every word the gray says.
And it certainly feels that way, like her breath is captured in the cavity where a heart would be, because it /hurts/. The words feel like they’re causing her pain and she’s almost frightened by how much anger makes her tiny hands curl into fists.
“...They are my friends.” She says slowly, quieter, but with conviction, like the witches’ backbone is showing once again. “I am their friend as they are mine. True friends don’t do that to each other. I....I don’t believe you.”
They couldn’t. They wouldn’t. They were all good people who sometimes did crazy things...right?
