[ Monika's quiet as he continues. She agrees with his assessment of humans, of course. But she still feels like she doesn't belong. Like she isn't allowed to. The discomfort returns, stronger, as she sets her glass down on a table and stretches a little.
She stares at her shelves of books. A lot of them were already provided by the resort, many tending towards the erotic side, but she's been adding to them with her own picks that have interested her--books she's always heard of or had some vague memory of, but never got to actually read herself, or whatever caught her eye and she impulsively grabbed. So many words and thoughts of humans over the ages...and she kept feeling like none of them could fully apply to her.
With a small shake of her head, she shoves the sadness away, then grabs a few books. She tries to pick ones that aren't on the more depressing side, plus one raunchy one, just for laughs. Besides, he doesn't need to be wooed with words from The Bell Jar. By the time she's turned away from the books, she's back to smiling as if nothing's wrong. If there's anything she prides herself on, it's never letting anyone see her break. Well, minus him, but that was a one-time fluke. It won't happen again. ]
Opposable thumbs make all the difference, I guess~ And whichever mammal decided walking on four legs was too boring, ahaha. [ She strolls over, then promptly plops down into the space between his legs. After tossing a cushy pillow in there first, anyway. ] Humans are weird. That's why I'm happier sitting here~
[ There. She forced herself to pretend she's fully human. He has no reason to suspect anything. Everything's fine! ]
What else do you like about me, hmm~? How about my ability to teach you how to have fun for once in your life?
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She stares at her shelves of books. A lot of them were already provided by the resort, many tending towards the erotic side, but she's been adding to them with her own picks that have interested her--books she's always heard of or had some vague memory of, but never got to actually read herself, or whatever caught her eye and she impulsively grabbed. So many words and thoughts of humans over the ages...and she kept feeling like none of them could fully apply to her.
With a small shake of her head, she shoves the sadness away, then grabs a few books. She tries to pick ones that aren't on the more depressing side, plus one raunchy one, just for laughs. Besides, he doesn't need to be wooed with words from The Bell Jar. By the time she's turned away from the books, she's back to smiling as if nothing's wrong. If there's anything she prides herself on, it's never letting anyone see her break. Well, minus him, but that was a one-time fluke. It won't happen again. ]
Opposable thumbs make all the difference, I guess~ And whichever mammal decided walking on four legs was too boring, ahaha. [ She strolls over, then promptly plops down into the space between his legs. After tossing a cushy pillow in there first, anyway. ] Humans are weird. That's why I'm happier sitting here~
[ There. She forced herself to pretend she's fully human. He has no reason to suspect anything. Everything's fine! ]
What else do you like about me, hmm~? How about my ability to teach you how to have fun for once in your life?