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"A reminder?"

Her smile faded as his aura drooped a bit in the cheery department. Discussing his father bothered him quite a lot, and it made Christiaina's heart tear just hearing him alk about him. She wasn't one to pursue a matter if it wasn't a desired conversation. Sometimes she would forget about her mroals to dig deeper into someone's history. Her couriousity did get the better of her sometimes just as it did to anyone else. Perhaps a bit worse for her however. She lowered her head, paying respects for even bringing up her shock about his Daddy, before tearing her gaze off the floor and back up to him. His tail made her giggle innocently, and like a child, she took it between her fingers and admired the appendage. It was silky and soft against her fingers and arm. Oh, how she wanted one so badly. Chrissy nuzzled into the furry limb affectionately until she heard Xaith speak again. Self-conscious? She blinked, looking up at him with an understanding expression. Yes, she knew exactly what it meant to be self-conscious. She was the epidemy of self-conscious. Her own appendages were a curse more then they were fun. She envied Xaith for having a tail, while she had those stupid...things on her head.

"Self-conscious....? I-I know h-how that is, Xaith-san.."

The ribbons in her hair were desperately hanging on by now, and it was clear now what she had been hiding. Two cream-colored horns were perched on top of her skull. One was a bit shorter than the other, but no one would guess that her Daddy had cut it off when she ran away. The tip were rounded and were not eerie enough to be considered apart of a demon. One of the black ribbons fell into her lap when she turned her head to look over at the Jedi, and her eyes widened in fear and surprise. They..they could see them! Oh how embarassing!! Chrissy whined, gripping both her horns in each of her hands, shaking her head furiously. Her hair fell from the braids from her moving so vigorously, leaving long, wavy locks brushing against her bare back and Xaith. The tresses of hair seemed to stay obediently down and not fly in different direction. Still, it was obvious Christiania did not enjoy showing her horns to others.

"So embarassing! Oh bad Chrissy! Bad, bad bad!"

She muttered angrily with ehr eyes shut tight. What would they think of her now? She was a freak! Simple as that. The institute had wanted her dead all those years ago. What if they were with the institute, or knew of the diclonius? Christiania whined unhappily, her grip on those horns tightened significantly. Oh how bad she was. She should have been more careful! The diclonius continued muttered incoherent words that only seemed to make her feel worse about the ribbons falling off. She had completely forgot about both of them now, not responding to either of the rest of their statements. She was fixed on putting herself down now, and all the horrible things they were going to do to her now that they found out she was a diclonius. Oh no. This was really, really bad.