Fanya gave a hard look at Loretta for a moment but it wasn't anger or pain. Her eyes seem to.... agree with Loretta's sentiments. While for a moment her eyes turned to Emma and became soft with compassion as if to  try to convince Emma that it was perfectly alright what was going on. Her focus returned to Loretta.<br/><br/>"<span style="color: purple">Yes, exactly.</span>" She took a few steps around but then looked back at Loretta, "<span style="color: purple">You know something, Loretta. The interesting thing is.. </span>" She smiled to herself as she looked up and sniffed a bit, "<span style="color: purple">no amount of disdain... </span>" she took a step forward, "<span style="color: purple">disgust....</span>" another step.. "<span style="color: purple">or loathing...</span>" another step... "r<span style="color: purple">eally compares to the self-loathing, disdain and disgust that ones feels when they wake up with their mothers blood in their mouths. After my transformation, even the option of killing myself for what I have done became a joke. How do you think I learned about my ability to self-heal over time?</span>" She laughed a wrong kind of laugh... not meant to be a laugh of joy but of ancient pain. "<span style="color: purple">So, as you can see, it's quite alright really. What really annoys me is flippancy.</span>" and with that, Fanya glared at Darion.<br/><br/>"<span style="color: purple">The reason why I didn't tell you all this from the beginning is because I don't look for sympathy for what I was born into or the choices I made. I don't like starting relationships with sob stories. We've all lived hard, terrible and tough lives. Made both good and bad choices. The only reason why I'm doing what I am doing now is that I picked myself up and made my way through the jungle. I have a bit more resources than you. Big deal. I don't ask you to follow me or help me because I'm just a poor girl that no one loves. I ask to you all to join me in making some place... any place... a better place so that our children don't have to make those same choices and live through those same terrible times.</span><br/><br/>"<span style="color: purple">I think that this group would not be here today if I told you everything straight out. I don't like lying or even approve of it. But somethings are better heard when you are ready to hear it. I hope this ends much of the suspicion that has been circulating recently, at least what was centered around me, let alone my operation. Though I do admit that you all are not the most inquisitive bunch. I would have asked me a whole bunch of more questions than that.</span>" she giggled as she wiped away some moisture from her eyes.<br/><br/>"<span style="color: purple">And no, as you can imagine, Jynx and I, the last thing we want to do is have a need to eat anything at all, really. I just rather not.... want Jynx to go wanting, because I know she cares about those around her as well. Anything is better than losing control.</span>" She grinned, a little of that ole' Fanya ironic humor returning, "<span style="color: purple">Besides, I think Jynx and I both agree that we aren't exactly dinner buddies at the moment.</span>" Fanya grabbed her shoulder and massaged it, another snap being heard from the vicinity as she grinned at Jynx, almost proud of the strength the little one carried.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>