As much as you wanted to look into her eyes, you couldn't. You were one of the people Medusa found comfort in. You were always so gentle and sweet with her and her snakes. She loved the way you dressed, the music you danced to, and the way you always made her something to eat when she wasn't feeling up to it.

You two sat in her home, the sun shining through the curtains as Medusa had a blindfold over her eyes. She knew she didn't have to worry about having a blindfold on when she was with you. You laughed as the snakes in her hair gently nipped your fingers, almost like delicate kisses. "What's so funny, dear?" Medusa chuckled, slightly turning her head to be in your direction. You hummed, "They're kissing me," your words made Medusa laugh, a sweet sound that filled the air. "Thank you for feeding them. I enjoy your company." She reached around and gently grabbed one of your hands, holding it in her grasp.