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She continued to walk, the familiar scent of Mikasi filled her. She kept moving, their pelts brushed, and Venus drew closer to him. She needed some kind of comfort. She would look up at him when he would look down at her. She didn't know what to say, and if she said anything, she was scared it would be something she was keeping deep in her mind, something she couldn't let someone else hear. If she told someone the things she thought, she would probably be tested, and be told she was mental. Everyone thought she was fine, fake smiles worked most of the time. She grew skinny because she she drew herself away from eating. She had no appetite. She pressed closer to him, she needed comfort she couldn't provide herself.