Heart made of glass, my mind of stone Tear me to pieces, skin to bone
The stranger seemed surprised to see her, but didn’t appear to be put off by her approach which she took as a good start. He was massive and could have likely crushed her like a bug if he wanted to, but the tiny girl had always been a bit reckless in her endeavours to get attention. Not usually on purpose, but her desperation for company often outweighed the fear of potential consequences. He lowered himself though as he greeted her, further confirming in her mind that she’d picked a good stranger again. She smiled and sat, getting comfortable.
He asked her if she needed help and she took a moment to think. Did she need help? She wasn’t in danger, or hurt, but she was she lonely. Lonely and lost, with no real direction to work towards anymore. "Help? I don’t- I don’t think so. I guess you could say I’m lost, but there’s no place for me to find anymore, so I don’t know if it counts." She would need to figure out what exactly she was going to do from here on out, but she wasn’t sure how he’d be able to help her with that. "And it’s nice to meet you Indigo, I’m Cosette."
