Hurt together

Christian shakes his head frantically. "No Zee, it's not like that. Shouldn't I know more about the person who saved my family from such great destruction?"

Zwetta pursed her lips. "Is this meeting of ours still not enough for you?"

"Zee..."

"Our worlds are different, Christ. I'm not someone who can make a friendship like other people, it would be very dangerous for you to have a friend like me. And to be honest, I really don't want to put anyone in danger," said Zwetta seriously. "But I really appreciate your good intentions."

Christian clenched his fists, again getting rejection from Zwetta made his whole body feel weak. Christian felt that all his bones were trying to break free from his body.

"If God really wants us to be friends, I'm sure we will meet again on another occasion," Zwetta said quietly as she put the black mask back on her face. "So I'll excuse myself and thank you for the lunch."