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Nobody ever fawned over her. Or pampered her. Or worried about whether she was taken care of. She could handle herself, and that was both a point of pride and sometimes a bit of a sore spot.
"Sometimes I can't stand to be around people. But I don't want to be alone, either. So I go where I can have both at the same time. Sometimes I just don't feel like I'm…alive. I don't know. It's hard to explain." "No, it is not. You feel as though you do not belong amongst them, these living creatures. That in those moments, you are somehow caught in between life and death. That is why you adorn yourself with the markings of the dead."
