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[center][color=662d91]Kusari Bloodworth[/color][/center]

Kusari watched as Allison paced around like an agitated animal. This wasn't just nerves, she was fine a moment ago. It was likely her stigma acting up. Kusari still didn't know how to feel about Aberrations. She wanted to relate to them, after all they were Subnaturals just like her, there were plenty of people out there that would be glad if they just dropped dead, just like her. But she couldn't empathize with them. She still remembered the nightmare she'd had, to think anyone would choose it over the Arbiter's dream was insane. 

So she wouldn't pretend to understand, and she wouldn't give her false pity. If she couldn't find a way to help then it was pointless. She walked over to Allison, getting slightly irritated at her left arm as it needed to be maneuvered around the diner. [color=662d91]"Allison,
 is it bothering you? Your stigma I mean."[/color] She really needed to learn how to be tactful.

[color=662d91]"We can't have you freaking out in the middle of an emergency, so..."[/color] Kusari let out a heavy sigh, she couldn't believe she was doing this again. [color=662d91]"If it gets to be too much, you can take it out on me. It uh, stigmas are dealt with by destroying things, right?"[/color] Hearing herself speak out loud, it really was shameful how little she knew.