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Scorn could only watch as Aria went through some form of fit. Part of her was concerned while the other was unsure what to make of what was going on, none off her scenarios was what she expected. Unsure how to help she just watched as he went through the process. When he opened a few buttons on his shirt, she could help but lick her lips, it was a habit, and she couldn't deny he wasn't bad looking as much as she wanted to deep down hate him for being an adult. Her other half wanted to pounce tear flesh from meat but she was use to that urge and subdued it with ease. Her eyes focused on his chest however when she noticed the maroon light that pulsed from it. Eventually it stopped and he had let out a final cough that let out maroon smoke and purple embers.

"So like Lovecraft right?" she replied looking over the bar at him for a second before hoping over it and sitting next to him. It wasn't like the place was busy, she hadn't noticed anyone else enter since the college students left. She sat cross-legged on the ground slightly away from but closer then they had been with a bar between them.

"Aren't parents a bitch like that," she mumbled unsure why she was explaining herself but she continued ",No idea on my parents. Left me for who knows why, and let me suffer." She remained silent for a second before shooting a smile and then shifted subjects. "

Since you let me in on your secret I'll let you in on mine. I'm what they call a wendigo," she added.