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Heh. She gave off a slight chuckle to his "it is still very painful for you" observation. "One could say that" she spoke back with a quick glance of retirement. Zarya had given up trying to change herself, morph herself into some strong and sturdy emotionless fighter.

      She was Zarya. The wolf who had lost her family, obtained scars, loved running, hunted to survive, couldn't control her pity and sorrow, and she was the wolf who would fight for a stranger of whom she just met. She was crazy, but that was all she would ever be. 

      "Trust comes too easily" she admitted looking down once more. "That's the problem" Zarya remarked with yet another sigh. "If my trust was more than it already is I would already be dead," she said simply. This was one of her many flaws, but she was still alive, wasn't she?