Molly all but jumped out of her skin as she heard an angry voice behind her. She whirled around to see a woman with black hair tied up to keep it out of her face. The other woman was shorter than her by a few inches, but seeing so much energy  in such a small form was just as intimidating as the six foot tall fanged horror that was now behind her.<br/><br/>She whirled around again, just in time to see said large male making all kinds of shapes in the air that looked a little like sign language to her. She could only guess, as she had no experience with it. Then she felt something could only describe as a stab like a sudden headache. It only last a second but it was enough to get her to stop crying. When the kind words came, she almost started crying all over again- her mom would do that too, make her cry with something nice. Molly had no idea how to reply to him in her head, so she did so out loud. At the moment she was a little too emotional to care about the telepathy of the fox-man.<br/>"M-My mom always said you shouldn't judge a book by its cover." she said shakily. "Everybody's different somehow. Esspecially me."<br/>At the last two words her voice lowered to a near whisper. She was a freak. She'd heard all the broadcasts and advertizements about keeping the planet safe for 'normal' people. She had thought she was one of them, but they were as willing as rabid dogs to turn on her.<br/>As the blonde Russian man spoke up again, she sniffled, feeling tears threaten again as she thought about recounting what had happened to her. But she took a deep breath and braced herself.<br/>"I was living with my mom until seventeen days ago." she began. "We had an apartment thanks to a friend of my mom's and were staying there for a month and...Seventeen days ago...my mom was attacked." She began to sob again and had to take a few minutes to compose herself. "The apartment's AI wouldn't let me in because I wasn't on the lease and I was 18...I've been living on my own, and it's...It's just horrible! I can't go to anybody for help because since my mom...died, I...I see things. Just a couple minutes beforehand, but I can see them." she said hesitantly.<br/>"And I can smell things too...if somebody is hurt or sick. So...So I can't stay on Terra, Sir. I-I  just can't."