monocynicism:
Her laughter is clipped and harsh as she looks down at the girl.
"Never had the courage, hm?"
She crouches down to the girls height and rests her chin on her knees, disposition changing dramatically as the sweetest of smiles streatches across her face. She leans in and curls a bit of the tiny creature’s hair around her finger.
"Why’s that, sweetness? I’m not scary, am I?"
[⌘]-- "... despicable of me, I know..." The tiny child admitted, closed eyes glancing down to the pitch black ground for a moment. "... I'm sorry about that..."
Madotsuki let the other approach and even play with her hair, showing not even the smallest signal of resistance. "... oh no, of course not...! I think you're really pretty."
"... it's that whenever I stepped in here... you seemed to be always pretty far away... I thought that maybe my presence was bothering you..."
