Of course I get it. Contrary to what you may believe, I haven't spent my whole life locked in a tower away from the world. I have lived among humans. Even when they didn't mistake me for a mutant, I was still something they didn't understand, and therefore didn't like.
[ With her hair twisting like snakes in the thought, a coiling red mass, could anyone really fault them? With the way she rarely touches anything with her hands alone, when she can simply let one tendril pluck a glass from a tray as an obliging native passes and deposit the empty one. Without even so much as looking at it. ]
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[ With her hair twisting like snakes in the thought, a coiling red mass, could anyone really fault them? With the way she rarely touches anything with her hands alone, when she can simply let one tendril pluck a glass from a tray as an obliging native passes and deposit the empty one. Without even so much as looking at it. ]
I will admit sometimes the feeling was mutual.