You'll...protect me? [ This is surprising enough that she forgets the carriage (even if her stomach doesn't) and the man driving it and the fear that sits heavy and rooted in her stomach like something twisted and gone to seed, fear despite all the wonder she's seen so far, the fear not of being betrayed (she doesn't have all of humanities automatic defense mechanisms built in, doesn't know to expect certain kinds of hurt for her honesty or blossoming trust), but the fear of disappointment and of never seeing her mother, her best friend, ever again.
They were all she had for the longest time, after all, and to lose them now as she's beginning to suspect she has, seems a thing too sad to accept.
So maybe it's just a relief. Reassurance. Maybe it just feels good to know she isn't alone in whatever her experiences have left her with. It surprises her to think that someone might want to protect her at all when for Gothel it had seemed such a terrible burden. And despite that, despite not wanting to be a hassle for her new friend, she finds herself starting to cry again and looks down. ] It's okay. I-I'm fine by myself! Like you, right? I can take care of myself. I can...
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They were all she had for the longest time, after all, and to lose them now as she's beginning to suspect she has, seems a thing too sad to accept.
So maybe it's just a relief. Reassurance. Maybe it just feels good to know she isn't alone in whatever her experiences have left her with. It surprises her to think that someone might want to protect her at all when for Gothel it had seemed such a terrible burden. And despite that, despite not wanting to be a hassle for her new friend, she finds herself starting to cry again and looks down. ] It's okay. I-I'm fine by myself! Like you, right? I can take care of myself. I can...