Sunset Valley When the Canary doesn't sing...

The girl nodded softly. "Yes. They-they just did not understand. I don't need somebody to cure me, I just need a friend." She spoke clearly, despite her sad story. "But don't worry...I'm not truly possessed." She said with a forced laugh, not really wanting to smile in these moments. Though she felt like she had found a friend, and wondered if they'd stick together or part ways.