[Mantis stares at Frankenstein for a moment, absorbing, until her shoulders slump ever so slightly with a hint of relief. He has made her feel better, whether he meant to or not.]
I think you are right... and I am glad he is gone now.
[She shifts her gaze from her new acquaintance to the items on the table, and sort of halfheartedly pokes at a bra made of gray lace. At the very least, she recognizes what it is and how it would be put on.
And she is free now. She could. If she could only figure out why she should, or if it is for her. She's really not too sure about that last part.]
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I think you are right... and I am glad he is gone now.
[She shifts her gaze from her new acquaintance to the items on the table, and sort of halfheartedly pokes at a bra made of gray lace. At the very least, she recognizes what it is and how it would be put on.
And she is free now. She could. If she could only figure out why she should, or if it is for her. She's really not too sure about that last part.]
Do you also come from somewhere else?