Gale let out a soft screech of surprise before calming down as Ash held her close, intoxicated by the sweet scents of her roommate and the flowers that filled their humble apartment. Her outlandish bat ears flattened slightly as she stood up in the Gigan's hand and hugged the side of her face, staring down at her feet. "How long have we been roommates? Everything seems to blur together," she thought silently, looking to the kitchen and sighing at how dirty everything was. "I should really clean this up for her. I know how much she likes to fill our place with flowers, the scents are so nice..." She raised her head and directed her attention towards Ash through her blindfold only to resume resting her head against her cheek.

Ash had her own bedroom, the living room, and Gale had hers, but this intimidating bat feral had a crippling fear of being alone, especially at night. Often, Gale would simply curl up with Ash. Her roommate's ginormous form curled around her actually felt like a crib at times, or even a barrier that shut all the bad things out. It shut everything out, like the good memories of her family, her crazed thoughts, the voices poking at her in her head. 

The murder she committed with her small but able hands.

Sometimes Gale would feel brave and inform Ash that she would sleep on her own, but not twenty or thirty minutes later, Ash would hear her panicked cries and have to wake her from the night terrors that kept her awake. She'd clasp her in her Gigan hands ever-so-gently and wait for her to wake up. When she spreads her fingers to peek inside at the little bat girl, Gale would be staring right back with her eyes as bright as stars.

After pushing aside her thoughts, Gale decided it would probably be best to respond. "I would like to go eat," she replied robotically to Ash, before realizing how cold that sounded and shaking her head. "I...would like to go eat, with you," she repeated in a softer, more child-like tone, covering her entire face with her hands. Within milliseconds, the small feral scrambled up the Gigan's shoulder and sat, listening to the sound of the wind right outside the apartment to create a mental picture of the living room. "It's about seven now, so it's actually supper," she thought to herself before adding, "W-Where do you want to eat? Would you like to go to the little diner nearby or..." She bit her lower lip with one of her sharpest fangs available and tugged at the piercings in her ears, wincing at the slight sting that came with her action before shrugging it off. "...Or, we can go to New Meridian."

New Meridian. Gale hated that corrupted city with every fiber of her being. There was too much that reminded her of not only the Renoirs, but of her employers: the Medici Mafia. It was such a big city, and big cities meant crowds. "Big cities mean crowds, crowds mean cacophony, cacophony means I can't hear," Gale fumed, imagining just exactly how loud it might be. She recalled memories where the sound was so staggeringly loud and the voices were so sharp that it was as if she was hearing dog whistles all around her. "What if I lose Ash and can't find my way home? What if I'm caught without Brandy? What if, what if, what if..."

Despite the discord and chaos running rampant within Gale's mind while the fear encased her heart, she exhaled shakily and let her tense body relax. No, these "what if's" would not rule her life. She would put aside her worry and madness for the happiness of Ash. 
Without a smile, or rather, any look that indicated what she might be feeling, Gale simply added, "Anything you want."