I fisted my hands and pulled them from under Moon's. "Cutting my hair...getting rid of my chains... It will change who I am."
"Only the outside." She leaned the side of her head against the wall above the seat to look at me. The screen's glow painted half her face in shadow, and on the other, a perfect rectangle reflected against the gleam of the black hair that fell across her cheek. "You'll be the same eccentric I've known and loved for a year and a half on the inside though."
Her soft voice threaded calm through the small booth. I closed my eyes and breathed it in, hoping to still the throbbing lump at the back of my throat. "You don't know me."
"I don't know everything, true, but I know most things. I know there's a reason behind the metal. I know you have a good soul. Jezebel confirmed it for me when she didn't try to eat your face off the first night in the dorm. She knew right away."