Kenneth
Heysel listened intently and realized that the girl she was talking to had gone through quite the trauma, though it didn't change much for her. "I don't care if you can't wield a sword and I think your form is perfect just as it is, believe me on that. You may not be what you once were or want to be but you shouldn't let that define you. If I let my looks define me, I'd be clumsy and a bit chubby, but I don't, I let my actions and the people I'm acquainted with define me."

Heysel would move closer to Diao and reach out her hand slowly. "Could you do that? Try it for me?"
Betty
*Heysel's warm words would hit deep, causing the Fae to smile warmly, her eyes containing now a brilliant shine like those of a diamond. From them, crystal clear teardrops began to fall, and her lips curved up into a smile. She would attempt to wipe them away. Crying in front of someone was a bit embarrassing, after all.*

"Th-thank you for that."

*Diao's small hand reaches out and latches onto Heysel's, like a small squirrel seeking shelter.*
Kenneth
Heysel would give Diao's hand a gentle squeeze and smile at her. "No need to thank me, I'm only speaking truth." She brought her free hand up to Diao's face and wiped away one of the tears on its way down, then leaning her forehead in to touch Diao's gently.

"Don't let anyone ever tell you that you aren't beautiful, especially yourself."
Betty
*A beautiful moment. Just two girls, one crippled, seemingly bonding...*

*Then Diao would feel something wrap around her small body and lift her up, the rings on the 9 ring broadsword jangling. The golem was back, and it held Diao so they would be face to face.*

"WHAT THE-"

"What is this Diao? Already? Imagine what Father would say."

"I'M A FUCKING ADULT, YOU NIMWIT!!"

"And I am your protector. I advise against creating such as hasty relationship."

"Let me down! I'm wearing robes!"

*The Fae would flail her legs around, trying to escape the golem's grasp, to no avail.*
Kenneth
Heysel would be more than surprised by the golems appearance, she had forgotten about the damn thing. Her hand instinctively went for her sword and her left began to crackle with energy. Despite this, she was shaking, she hated Golems, they scared her for so many reasons she couldn't say but she hated them.

"Diao. . .Should I do something?" She of course also didn't want it to crush Diao and so she wouldn't move unless she was asked otherwise.
Betty
*The Fae would let out an angry huff, like a rebellious child. The golem would simply look at the quivering Macen.*

"I appreciate your loyalty for Miss Diao, but you will still have to prove yourself later on."

"It's fine, Heysel. Ultimately, I control it, though it tends to have a mind of its own sometimes. Put me down now."

"Miss Heysel will have to put away the sword first."

"I DON'T WANT HER TO LOOK UP MY-oh shit."

*Diao would bring her hand to her mouth, turning beet red. She did _not_ mean to say that, at all.*
Kenneth
Heysel had begun to move her hand away from the grip of her blade and the crackling had calmed. She opened her mouth to say something before realizing what Diao had just said and what she meant because it was very easy to look up her robes. Quickly turning away and scrunching her face in red hot embarrassment, Heysel decided she wouldn't be turning back around for now. 

"D-don't worry Diao, I'd never do something like that without permission."
Betty
*Once Heysel let go of her blade, the golem would finally set down the embarrassed Fae.*

"DON'T YOU EVER PICK ME UP LIKE THAT AGAIN IN FRONT OF ANOTHER PERSON!! COULD YOU IMAGINE IF IT WAS SOME SCOUNDREL AT A BAR??!!!"

*The enraged rant would soon end in a coughing fit, as Diao began to run out of breath. Soon, she would turn back to Heysel.*

"Thanks for not... You know. And sorry about that. Golem tends to be... A bit dense. Or maybe he's actively working against me."

*The cripple would then stare daggers at the protector, who responds with nothing.*
Kenneth
Heysel would turn to face Diao and sigh. Taking a few steps forward and pulling her into a gentle embrace. "It's alright, I'm sure he didn't mean it to be harmful in anyway."

Heysel could sense Diao was tense and decided to try and help her relax. Her hands moved to the small of Diao's back, she pulled the crippled Fae closer to her and then began to rock back and forth, humming softly.
Betty
"It's just like a parent sometimes..."

*Being rocked back and forth, Diao felt like a small child again, being comforted by a mother she never had.*

"Can I stay like this a little longer?"

*With Heysel, she felt something else. Something different than with her father, or the golem. A warmth, one which was soft and embracing.*