"Please forgive me, my lady." Hella pleaded, holding your hand gently yet tightly, showing how afraid she was that you'd leave if she let go of her actions and expression. "I knew how sensitive you are to be called a "monster", which you aren't, yet I still said it. It was all for the show, I swear on my life, my love." She vowed, kissing the back of her hand with such passion and genuine. Although she always reassured you of this, she always seemed to need to be reassured as well.