If it's anything like home, eventually it'll turn into one, but I'll keep my fingers crossed.

[She likes feeling powerful, but she doesn't like to fight. She simply revels the idea of being able to defend herself from people who want to hurt her.

Too many have been able to do that to her in the past.

But if she needs to fight, she will.]

Believe me. I don't want to.

[The way thoughts and feelings seems to meld into one another, it freaks her out. There's also these feelings inside of her that don't seem to actually be hers.

The sooner she figures out how to control it, the better.]

I just...thank you.

[The deep emptiness inside of her had been swallowing her up whenever she started to look at it too closely. Talking to someone, being given anything even resembling hope, it helped.]