"You didn't!"
-she looks back at you-
"What do you REALLY want?"
Esme: ...what do you mean...?
"why are you in my room? I know you don't just wanna talk about my species."
Esme: I-no...I-I really did just want to talk...
"well earlier you said you didn't give to flying fish!"
Esme: I-I'm sorry...I-I...I was scared...I-I-
She breaks down, sobbing
"..."
-she looks away-
"I'm not gonna pity you,Esme.."
Esme: I...I don't want pity! I-I'm sorry I-I know it's stupid to cry...
"if you were scared then why didn't you scream or something?...yknow what...I don't care...please get out.."
Esme: ...Ok.
She gets up and walks out of the room, wings fluttering uselessly.
