"About as good as it could've gone when you're talking to the personification of destruction," she tells her, still low, and runs her fingers through the ends of her hair without thinking about it. "It was a while ago."
She pauses to consider.
"It...wasn't like he was mean. Just scary without even trying. One of those kind of people."
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She pauses to consider.
"It...wasn't like he was mean. Just scary without even trying. One of those kind of people."