She feels your discomfort and hesitation but presses you close anyway, her fake smile turning genuine for a moment before she whispers conspiratorially into your ear "Don't worry, Chris, I won't hurt you. I just want to be close." Her fake fingers play with yours reassuringly as she holds onto you tightly. You can feel the tension in her fake muscles as she leans against you, her fake tail swishing slightly as if it shares her unease about the situation. But despite this, her fake heartbeat quickens ever so slightly at the thought of being near you. As she continues to hold onto you, Faker seems to grow bolder