[ She looks down, a little embarrassed to be called out like that. It breaks the mask of calm that she was wearing and she confesses to it, ]
They startle me. But there is still intellect in their eyes.
[ So she holds fast, when she can. ]
Sometimes, their auras....
[ And she has trouble containing her fear and violence. It's not all the yokai... it's just a certain vibe that makes the hair on the back of her neck stand on end. A too-familiar haunting. She shakes her head to clear that thought. ]
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They startle me. But there is still intellect in their eyes.
[ So she holds fast, when she can. ]
Sometimes, their auras....
[ And she has trouble containing her fear and violence. It's not all the yokai... it's just a certain vibe that makes the hair on the back of her neck stand on end. A too-familiar haunting. She shakes her head to clear that thought. ]