"That they do. They look at me like a sex object, which is what I was intended to be. It...makes it hard to trust." Ivy replied, her voice incredibly soft as she stroked Milia's body gently. "Most of those I met...wanted me for what I looked like. They didn't care about anything else. Some were very...careful about how they spoke, trying to get closer. You...didn't. If we weren't in this situation, you never would have suggested this, would you have?"