Mela: ...
Mela: Ah, but you see...it sort of isn't ok for you to know this.
Mela: It's...complicated. Much too complicated to explain right now...
She walks up to Diare
Mela: Sorry dear...I really did like you...
She kisses Diare.
She holds the kiss there and Diare starts to feel weaker and weaker...it's like she's draining him somehow...or perhaps, she's feeding.
Mela: A-ah! Ow! Jesus-you can still fight back!? Damn, you're strong...
She grins at her
Mela: Now don't make this any harder.
