"I could be, though," she pointed out quietly. She could very easily be a cold blooded killer, with the right person showing her the way. But she supposed she'd purposefully surrounded herself with the people she had for very good reasons.
"When I start feeling them, I'll be sure to let you feel them too. But yeah, I've had one stranger already touch me. I don't like it. I really wanted to break her face." And it was amazingly easy to admit that to Luna for some reason, if only because Luna never really judged her about anything.
"Oh good. Yes, Rolf won't let you get into trouble." It was really hard to not like Rolf Scamander, who was essentially a large puppy or something. She wanted to dislike him on principle, but she just couldn't. Especially when he let her go sit in the animal pens sometimes, when she wanted, and cuddle the fuzzy animals. "Just be careful. I don't want to have to come hex anyone in the jungle if I don't have to."
She laughed softly, and some of the stiffness eased off of her. She still felt off, ill. Sick, really. But more normal. "I am scary, though, Luna." She might not have successfully scared Teddy, but that was because he was an idiot. She let out a breath, though, and hooked her pinky with Luna's. "I promise to try not to be too paranoid, all right? But I also won't let anyone mess with you." No one would ever hurt Luna if she was around. And Luna was right, she was a good choice for back up. She did notice everything, perhaps too much so.