[A gentle, affectionate warmth. It's like a bubble in the ocean of the negative feelings, but it doesn't dissipate, and now that you've seen this one, you realize they are everywhere...
Beneath you the catwalk shakes, the sandsteamer is falling apart, and everyone might die. You tell her..
I need to talk to you. Allen says you're in here, please...
...she is warmth and childlike naivete, but not stupid. The humans have been asking so much more than normal. It's strange...]