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"Just trying to help..." I said, placing the vial on a table and sitting down in a chair, then shapeshifting to my original human form. I felt guilty for almost killing Jo-Jo, even though she tried to kill me. I guess you could call it compassion. I looked down for a bit, thinking. Without looking back up, I asked, "...have you ever felt guilty about doing something wrong, and wanted to do anything to make it up? Well, that's how I feel right now..." My voice began sounding a bit sad as emotions cluttered my head. I sat there for a minute, waiting to see if she would respond. When she didn't, I explained. "...you see...I know what you're going through. I've been through it before. You're down and not a friend in the world to help you up...well not anymore. I'm not going to let you suffer through the same experience. Everyone else might hate you, but I don't." I said, now looking up at her. I stood up and walked over to her, and said, "I'll be that one friend that helps you up. So do you need anything? You're looking a little under the weather.." I added.