Blackfeather Woods Lost in the Darkness

Potema pouted. Of course monsters were scary. She could not imagine a cute monster, unless... "Damien's a cute monster...I guess." She said, deadpan. Even though it was a joke, she just did not feel too into it. The pain bothered her to a point where nothing could make her smile. Not even a joke such as that. The trauma was depressing her.

Take comfort in that your assailant will be punished for his crimes, little one.

Potema paused for a moment, listening to the voice, so that she barely heard what he said. "What?" She blinked, but then realized what he had asked. "Oh, yeah. I am."