Really, I'm Okay.

Sound from the side brought the girl lazily rolling her head to look and see who was coming towards her. Mismatched eyes landed on the approaching form of Dalila before instantly zipping up to the blue crystals that were now protruding from the woman's head. Scylla was instantly on her paws, spine arched kind of like a cat. She didn't want anything to do with crystals ever again. Or mushrooms, ooze, fireflies, guys in coats, swirly stars... none of it. The girl started backing away as Dalila came closer, eyes narrowing as she was unsure about the the woman's infection.

Dalila greeted her and sat close to where she'd just been laying. Scylla peered at her suspiciously, looking for any sort of ooze or any other growths. The woman's gaze was it's normal clear blue and she seemed to have her wits about her. Still wary, the slate and snow child crept closer and sat, though not as close as she had once been. "Hello," she said in return, the wariness in her tones. She wanted to ask about the crystals, but Dalila asked about her first.

"I'm okay," she admitted, and she really was. It was difficult to tell that anything had happened to her other than a few marks that were still healing. She'd pushed as many of the memories out of her head as she could manage and was getting along just fine. "I have dreams sometimes though." The girl's ears flicked out to the sides. "They're hard to remember most of the time, but there are crystals and mushrooms and lots of ooze. Sometimes I drown in it." A shudder ran through the small child, forcing her eyes closed.

Eyes open once more, she looked Dalila straight in the face. "What happened to your head? Are you infected? Are you going to die? Are you going to infect us? Are we going to get sick again? Are we going to die? Are those crystals going to stay there? Do you think we could break them off?" The never ending, rambling questions of children were nothing in comparison to Scylla's hungry mind and her quick moving tongue.

WC-360
Total-1222/1500

"Scylla Klein"