"Oh, so you say? Well, I have been alone for the most of my life. My parents abuse me, hate me, and KILL PEOPLE. I survived. Why shouldn't you?" I snap.
"I'll check..." I say.
I try to follow Cindra, and eventually find her on a log. "Um..." I said.
"I, uh..." I stutter. "Look, I'm not good at fixing things, so, um... Tell me what to do, and I'll do anything, and if you feel better, then I'll do it."