For someone of her age and experiences to so-badly need the help of another, for something solid to cling onto, was unthinkable to Terra.  Everything about Kxeyun's emotional outbursts and situations told her that...as much as Red-Star wanted her own personality to develop quicker...someone had basically taken an axe to the other woman and sent her back [i]hard[/i].  The lack of parenting and her rising up as a fighter in what was essentially a blood-sport had made terrible things - not just low standards of human lifestyle - the commonplace, and her mind suffered trauma after trauma, with no one to show her the way out, so she would willingly put herself out here for the acceptance of just about [i]anyone[/i] sane and decent.  It was a tragedy, and it showed in Kxeyun's face and words and actions.

For one, she got up and hugged an NC Pilot who was born to kill.  This...was so surprising that Terra could not [i]conceal[/i] the surprise on her face.  It was too sudden to internalize, and the words that followed....  Terra was shocked to realize that this was what her [i]relief[/i] sounded like.  She was eager, maybe even desperate, to please anyone who would give her the time of day, so for someone who offered to help her deal with her problems...immediate affection.  Kxeyun was right, though.  They'd never be normal.  Terra was forever altered to be ahead of the curve and Kxeyun needed to catch up to it.  The defector pilot placed her arms around her to reassure her that things would be fine now.

[color=ed1c24][i]I can't believe Narra's idea actually worked.  Maybe he's good at his job, after all.[/i][/color]

She was letting Kxeyun get things out of her system, not saying anything because it was a little hard to get a word in, anyway.  Dealing with her problems was going to be like when Terra fellt overwhelmed by her hormones when she became a teenager.  They didn't obey, or they were slow to obey because it was a new part of her biology opening up for the first time.  They had to be managed by being let out and sorted through, from time to time, until she got a hold of herself.  She still got urges, of course, but it wasn't as out of control.  Kxeyun needed control, and the first step was probably letting the floodgates unload for a while.  When the Denver-Vegasian - or whatever you call them - had finally run out of words, it was her turn.  She pulled Kxeeyun back enough to talk to her, face to face.

[color=ed1c24]"I'm sure we'll get through this, but don't worry for me.  They may want us to capture pilots, but I [i]will[/i] kill if my life is at risk.  That is why I understand you, even though you're very different from me.  The most important thing is not how we win, it's in frustrating them by refusing to die. These battles are going to test you, but it doesn't matter because you are going to be whole again."[/color]

She was doing it because she was certain that she could.  But more importantly...it was because she couldn't stand NOT doing it.