[ the voices are not wrong. she is. she is in a completely inappropriate way, but fooey with human standards. they don't know a thing when it comes to what's best for them. with her hands behind her back, makima turns halfway from her way to the door. with a pleasant smile and those wide golden eyes, she speaks as if her voice were a balm to soothe an ancient wound: ]
Just a friend.
[ she's not lying, deeply, but she is weaponizing it to the point that it might as well be a lie. ]
no subject
Just a friend.
[ she's not lying, deeply, but she is weaponizing it to the point that it might as well be a lie. ]