Sappho lowered both her hands to her lap. Looking off to the side, she gave a dejected sigh. "I know what it's like to have people assume I'm evil, too. Or at least that my father is. However, my point is that I was afraid of being rejected. I didn't think I was good enough for you. I still don't. How can I be good enough for someone so incredible? Even if no one else thinks you're handsome, I do. And my attraction to you makes me feel timid and weak. It's somewhat paralysing." She suddenly shivered.