"I don't know! I don't know!" Yuna continued to sob hysterically. She was aware that the doctor was still looking at her calmly from where he sat over at the loveseat. How could he look at her so gently, speak to her so calmly? Did he know know she was a monster? Heck, he had already seen her at her worst, when she was feasting on blood! No, Yuna could not calm down. Or perhaps, she would not, knowing that to be calm and rational now was to face her guilt and shame.<br/><br/>And then Doctor Radovich stood up and walked towards her until he was right before her. Yuna looked up at him through her teary eyes, wondering, fearing what was going to come next. He lifted his hand, and Yuna flinched instinctively, expecting a blow. But the large hand only petted her head softly, running his fingers through the chocolate-coloured hair which she was rather proud of. Slowly, her sobbing fell silent and a quiet purr escaped her throat. She leaned her face against the doctor's belly, inhaling the smell of disinfectant on his white coat.<br/><br/>"Do you really think I can get better, doctor?" she asked softly, hopefully. "I have been like that all my life, for as long as I remember... Maybe I was born this way. Maybe it is my fate to be a monster." She smiled bitterly at that thought.<br/><br/>Yuna took a deep breath, pushing those angry thoughts from her mind. The doctor was waiting for her reply. "I-I am not sure what triggered it the first time..." she began hesitantly. "Subsequently, I always craved cutting myself when I felt stressed. Just to see the blood and to taste it. But that first time, it was an accident..." She shuddered as the memory flashed through her mind. The doctor's hand was still on her head; it helped her to remain sane for now, helped her think more clearly. "I broke something, a glass, I think... I was so young I didn't know that I shouldn't touch broken glass. I tried to pick the broken pieces up and the next thing I knew, there was this warm sticky substance on my fingers..." Yuna's breathing grew shallow and quick. The memory was arousing her, despite she having tasted blood only so recently...