She is not quite that small and there is nothing childlike about her appearance, though her purity of purpose does hold a certain innocence to it. Her own cocoa cup dropped into the recycle bin. Her hand shifts, fingers linking with his, like lovers at play.
She blanches as he does that, and when they appear it's to her wrapped around his arm and clinging almost fiercely. Her breathing is shallow and rapid, her eyes wide, almost frightened. He startled her, perhaps scared her in that single act. Slowly she untwines herself from about his arm and takes a deep breath.
Then she looks around quietly. Did she, sometimes. She wasn't ALL fetishes, certainly, but when things overlapped she felt it, like Guns's sadism, and the sadism of certain pedophiles. It had to be more than the twisted things for her to feel it, she's not paraphilias. She does go through and wipe her slate periodically, a few months ago she and Glibt went through, killed one mass murdering sadist, and several pedophiles. They both felt better for it. "I feel everything that is within my area."