[She shakes her head after a moment's silence - letting everything settle in.]
... I don't stay hurt.
[The rips and tears in her shirt and pants are only that. She holds up her fist and studies the blades herself, recollecting with sharp clarity that terrible day after the surgery, when everything felt wrong and she had drifted into a strange, detached stupor. It had been the days that followed that Gabriela had caught her using them on herself.
She doesn't do that as much anymore. But it's not like it leaves any trace anyway.]
cw a little introspection of self-harm
... I don't stay hurt.
[The rips and tears in her shirt and pants are only that. She holds up her fist and studies the blades herself, recollecting with sharp clarity that terrible day after the surgery, when everything felt wrong and she had drifted into a strange, detached stupor. It had been the days that followed that Gabriela had caught her using them on herself.
She doesn't do that as much anymore. But it's not like it leaves any trace anyway.]
I'm a mutant. I was born in a lab in Mexico City.