"It's... not right to." There's the tiniest of smiles, a little awkward. Love thy neighbour. The idea of disliking someone isn't something that sits very comfortably with her. It's certainly not very Christian to.
But it's his next words that give her pause, her eyes widening in fright as she takes it in. He what—?! She looks horrified for a long moment, a little nauseous and as her head drops — mutiny, people dying, because of him? There are no words for a few beats, but she keeps her voice low when she does finally bring herself to speak.
"... He was really mean." Certainly not above bullying teenagers, making out as if her values and morals mean nothing. There's a little pause before she adds. "And... kind of scary. I'm used to people saying mean things to me for who I am, what I believe in but—"
It's a lot more scary coming from a grown man than the other kids at Blackwell.
"He said he was opening his home up to people who need food and stuff. But I think it's kinda hollow." she warns him. "Not being charitable because it's the right thing to do, but— well, I don't know what he wants with it, exactly."
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But it's his next words that give her pause, her eyes widening in fright as she takes it in. He what—?! She looks horrified for a long moment, a little nauseous and as her head drops — mutiny, people dying, because of him? There are no words for a few beats, but she keeps her voice low when she does finally bring herself to speak.
"... He was really mean." Certainly not above bullying teenagers, making out as if her values and morals mean nothing. There's a little pause before she adds. "And... kind of scary. I'm used to people saying mean things to me for who I am, what I believe in but—"
It's a lot more scary coming from a grown man than the other kids at Blackwell.
"He said he was opening his home up to people who need food and stuff. But I think it's kinda hollow." she warns him. "Not being charitable because it's the right thing to do, but— well, I don't know what he wants with it, exactly."