Microwave My Smile

Sid couldn't stand the look in her father's eyes as she told him her secret. The young woman looked away, her gaze, a mixture of both parents, sliding along the fog of the moor instead. At least the fog wouldn't look heartbroken or upset. Gil's voice filled the silence again as he gave instruction and suggestions. A soft scoff left Siduri. "Sakana has been helping. He's the only one other than you that I feel safe around." It was a heavy thing to admit. Her feelings for Sakana were growing in a direction that was... more than friendly.

Gilgamesh suggested that he help pull her out of such states and Sid swung her gaze back to his, brow furrowed. "I don't want to hurt you, dad." The pastel marked girl growled in frustration. "And I don't want to have to medicate just to be around others." With a groan, Sid collapsed into the thick grass of the moor and brought her paws up, covering her face. "I just want to be normal, dad. I want to be able to trust myself."

"Siduri"