Although Cyana put up her force field to defend herself, her hands stayed shard-free, and she let her wings dissipate as well.  "That's so horrible," she said with sympathy, and started to walk over to hug the girl before the horns and staff appeared.<br/><br/>She did her best to stay calm.  "I believe you about your terrible story, but I don't believe that you want all humans to die.  I will tell you why."  She stepped forward, her arms open and nonthreatening.  "The first thing you told me was about how I was going to hurt a lot of people, that my power would get the best of me somehow.  If you wanted everyone to die, you wouldn't tell me that.  You wouldn't allow me that warning."  She took one more step, but was still further than arm's reach.  "They may be manipulating me, I don't know, but someone must be manipulating you as well to bring you back from the dead and give you these powers, right?"<br/><br/>She raised her outstretched arm to offer it, her hand extending just outside the force field as she shrunk it slightly down to allow for it.  "It's not that you don't care.  It's that you don't want to care.  Every time I've been fighting the Noise, I've had to fight the fact that I'm just not fast enough to save everyone.  I have to tell myself that it's not my fault, no matter how much my heart hurts."  Her voice started to tremble, and she took a deep breath to steady it.  "You don't really want to fight, and I know because I don't really want to fight.  You just want the pain to stop, to overcome the agony your heart feels at everything that's happened.  We both know that your parents didn't want this and that it's not too late to stop."<br/><br/>She kept her hand just in arm's reach, nonthreatening but close enough for the redhead to take it.  "I think it's been a long time since you've had someone to just talk to, someone who would listen.  Someone who could just hold you and lend you her shoulder until the tears stopped.  Wouldn't you really rather just hug than fight?"