Sarah was used to the androgynous relationship she had with Mr. S and wasn't used to associating these kinds of feelings to him. As a result, she was an innocent in the seduction that she was being subject to. All she saw was that life, nearly human life was animating his face. Her heart nearly burst as color burned faintly under the white blankness and when he spoke her name with a mouth and real words, she wrapped herself tightly to him.<br/><br/>When he truly kissed her, she realized that something had shifted. He was altered and suddenly, she stopped.<br/><br/>"Mr. S? wait. wait. I'm scared." she whispered. He stiffened and backed away.<br/><br/>"No, no, come back, I'm scared of me, not of you. I don't understand what is happening. I don't know what I'm feeling or what I'm supposed to do. Hold me. please."