Honeyed Pasture baby, come give me something new.

Whatever happened couldn't have been that bad.

Would talking to someone help? Their relationship had become a crutch, something which she relied on in times of need. Astaroth had proven himself trustworthy, too; she loved him for it, among other things.

Ying sniffled and asked, Can I tell you everything? There were some aspects of the trauma which she had come to permanently forget, but the bulk of it remained hidden. Having only shared the gist with Hydra, was she ready to share it all?