Moira is leaning into Nerium's touch before she realizes it, letting the soothing energy flow throughout her. It helps, but not enough to entirely soften the storm.
She stares though, when Nerium tells her of her own grandmother exchanging her innocence for power.
"That's pretty fucked up," she points out. "But I might have to take you up on your offer."
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She stares though, when Nerium tells her of her own grandmother exchanging her innocence for power.
"That's pretty fucked up," she points out. "But I might have to take you up on your offer."