I can't think of anything harder than explaining to an ordinary human that the world they live in — everything they think they know — is only a tiny fragment of a reality even I barely understand.
After I was done with that little succubus, Naomi burst out from behind the trees, crying and screaming like she was possessed, spouting nonsense and flailing her arms as if she were trying to chase off a swarm of wasps.
Shit, it breaks my heart seeing her like this — she looks like someone who just escaped from an asylum. And yet, after what she saw, I can't blame her.
Melania, on the other hand, remains completely unfazed by her cousin's breakdown. If anything, she doesn't even look surprised to see her. That succubus might be a first-class slut, but she isn't stupid — she must've figured Naomi would be nearby, since she knew about this meeting.
Naomi doesn't calm down for even a moment, and Melania, after initially ignoring her, throws her an irritated glare.
