Snippet #1162771

Bea's almond shaped eyes widened at kaleos' speech and hand reaching through the bars to touch her. Was she serious Bea felt this strange feeling in the pit of her stomach like it was telling her to let the damn patient touch her and put on a nice smile.. be her friend, take it easy.
But Bea's mind was repulsed but the invitation. Her knowledge snapped at her to stop being so stupid and if she couldn't handle telling a psychologically desturbed woman that she wasnt about to be her 'plaything' then she shouldnt be here at all!
Files she thought repeatively.. thats what she needed their files then she'd be fine. She needed to know then there was no cussing of what was appropriate and what wasnt.
She took a step towards Kaleos and allowed the tip of her own fingers to brush the tip of hers making sure she wasnt close enough to grab.

"I'll let your files decide whether or not i'll be spending any time with you Kaleos" she replied quite coldly.
The mentioning of play time and playmates brought to light some very sinister memories in Bea's mind, memories that tended to turn her open, young mind- shallow, dark and unreasoning.
She turned to follow Kamijou who seemed lost in his own past his fingers stroking his chest lightly.