Couldn't My Reincarnation have been more Cliche!

Interlude Two (The Black Cat) Part 4

Mariam]: "My name's Mariam, by the way. Don't worry; you don't have to tell me yours if you don't want to. I completely understand what you're going through!"

Still in thought, she started speaking everything on her mind while still processing more words to say. She thought she heard the girl say something, but she was probably just imagining it. After all, this black-haired girl, no, this black-haired angel she had found, was probably too shocked from finally being shown kindness to say anything. Clearly, she hadn't said enough to reassure the girl. Mariam also had a thought that maybe the girl was so unused to kindness that this type of thing might not be good. After all, she had heard people who had been abused had a tendency to be paranoid about this type of thing. Nodding her head in her excitement, she realized she needed to trick the girl into thinking she wasn't just doing this out of her own bountiful kindness.

[Mariam]: "Don't worry! You can work here, and you can help me around the shop, greet customers, and, oh, once we're done, we can talk about stuff, watch TV, and chat while drinking coffee. Oh, and I'll be sure to get you a change of clothes, and, erm, I don't have any other places for you to sleep, but I can figure something out or we can sleep in the same bed. It's not a big deal, I'm sure. Don't worry, you won't have to worry about anything any longer!

Moving closer, Mariam wrapped her arms around the girl, letting the mumbles of protests fall on deaf ears as she gently embraced the girl, greatly enjoying the fantasy she was imagining of their future together, treating her more like a bird with an injured wing than a person.

"Aww, she's so soft. These clothes are a bit of a problem, but I'll give her something better to wear soon. Oh, I can't wait to save her; she's going to be okay, and I'm going to make sure of that. Her body's so thin though; I wonder if she hasn't eaten for a while. I'll be sure to change that. Yep, yep, this is just the start!

As she hugged her, she could feel the girl's body tense up as if she was a wild animal. This made Mariam's heart burn with pity. She didn't even want to imagine what had happened to such a sweet girl to cause her to feel such a way. As she started to relax, most likely having finally found the ability to somewhat trust her, after all the things that had happened to her poor black-haired friend, it's no doubt that physical experiences like these are uncommon.

Wanting to make sure the girl understood her sincerity, she started to speak again, this time coaxing her voice to be as sweet as possible, talking in a whisper so as not to frighten the black cat in her embrace.

[Mariam]: "I don't know what you went through up until now, but don't worry; you don't have to be afraid anymore. Everything's going to be okay. No, sorry, I shouldn't say something like that. I don't know if it'll be okay, but I'll do my best to make things better!"

"Aww, that's right, food! How could you forget, Mariam? Even if she's probably still feeling uncomfortable, she's even too shocked to speak. This isn't good at all! To have experienced such horrible things in her life and still be so kind-hearted; she truly is a sweet girl! Aww, I remember hearing on the TV that to help people get used to you, it's best to slowly approach and feed them their preferred food so that you gain their trust. Mmm, or was that about squirrels? Mm, I can't really remember, but it should be fine! Oh, I wonder what she likes. Mmm, I'm sure there are a lot of things to consider. Mmm, coffee or milk or water? No, no, if I just feed her water and bread, she might get the wrong idea. Mm, maybe something warm..."