Cia turned to see John approach her. She hadn't spoke to him in awhile at first because she felt that he hated her for what she had done to Pariah. "Ever since I took down Pariah I feel like everyone has been looking at me differently. I feel like I'm worse than DMA for it." Cia said as she moved her knees close to her chest. If she had arms he would wrap them around her legs.

John stared at her for a moment, then looked aimlessly around the room. [color=00aeef]"Well...at first, I must admit I was terrified. You had me in a position to kill me earlier that day...but you didn't, and I'm glad and all...but..."[/color] John started, paused for a bit, then hurried to speak. [color=00aeef]"Look, I was just surprised she was killed like that...but I had shocked her pretty good when I ran into her...so...I guess, y'know, it's not all your fault."[/color] John said, feeling pretty awkward about it all. In all honesty, he wasn't sure if it would really help at all.

Cia looked at him again before looking up at the ceiling. John shocking Pariah before hand changed nothing to her. "Do you think the others also thought I was a monster? Do you think I'm a monster?" Cia asked John. This was all she really needed to know, if they thought she was a monster then she would inevitably become a monster, even worse than she was before. She would shed her former life and become the monster they all feared. But if they didn't think she was a monster then she would hold onto what humanity she had left. Keep her humanity or become a monster, that was teh choice that John would have to make.

John paused, thinking rather deeply. He couldn't really call her a monster...not exactly...afterall she did have a nicer side...and she didn't kill John. Though she seemed to get carried away in combat, and she [i]threatened[/i] to kill him...then again, as John recollected, he was in enough pain that he [i]asked[/i] for it. To him, she just seemed more or less bipolar, and as far as if the others thought that she was a monster...he couldn't really answer. [color=00aeef]"Hm...no, I can't really say you're a monster. I mean...you're really nice around the kids, and I understand that you attacked me to protect them, right? I can't really consider you a monster for killing one person...even as brutal as it was.[/color] He said, sitting down on the floor by the couch. [color=00aeef]"People get angry, they lose control...but I can't help but feel that I could've done something if I'd been there..."[/color]

Cia sat there for a moment looking up at him for her seat as he spoke. Her eyes lit up again as life came back to her face. "So, I'm not a monster then?" Cia asked a smile coming on her face. "Thank you so much!" Cia said with a smile as she approached him. She then leaned against him as one would to hug, of course all she could was press her chest up against him. "You don't know how much this means to me." Cia added with a smile on her face. She was back, and full of life again.

John was relieved as she seemed to have returned to the joyful persona, but was caught off guard by her leaning against him. He locked up and blushed, sitting there for a moment before managing to speak. [color=00aeef]"Uh...y-you're welcome...[/color] He stammered, letting out a bit of a nervous laugh before smiling back. [i]Jesus...she's great at making me feel so awkward...but...I mean...I guess I can't really complain...It's not a bad thing...[/i] After a few seconds he seemed to have an epiphany, remembering that she had no arms and this may be her attempt at a hug. Acting on that assumption, he hugged her back and blushed a little more.