Whitefish River Very scary doll

She was glad the other took it well - whether she liked women or men, everyone deserved a compliment every now and then. As long as they were not vain, they deserved all the earned compliments in the world. Arturo had raised her like that as well; she was scolded for doing bad stuff and praised for good stuff. Not that Chusi ever did bad stuff, I mean, come on; look at that cute wittle face. Chusi smiled at first, almost wanting to comment she felt the same, but she noticed something off. Chusi was a social creature, oblivious to logic and reason most of the time, but never to feelings. Was it too early to comment on it? They had only just met and Chusi felt like it was not her place to go poking Genie about her private life. Perhaps, if they become long-term friends, she would open up about it herself.

Nah - 's mah treat. 'Sure I can scavenge on mah journey. 'Was plannin' ta go over tha mountains, but then I might run into yar pack... Chusi informed sweetly and unsure. Are they... nice ta strangers? She asked then.