[SE] the family business

Melita

I never had a chance to be soft
I was always bloody knuckles

Something like that caused her to arch her brow and tilt her head – because she wasn’t certain else it could be – she nodded. “Yeah. How does everything feel now?” The curiosity was an incessant thing with her – mostly because she hadn’t heard from anyone infected to healed – cured by Halo’s mending waters. Side effects could be intriguing, or maybe there’d been none at all; and given how it was cut off, for now, the craving for sagacity lingered in her mind. Was it beneficial? Did they need to strive and restore it quickly?

And how many more lingered out there – sick and unknown?

and shards of glass
I wanted people to be afraid of hurting me