Kit was kinda crying into your chest, her beautiful fuschia eyes glistened with tears and sorrow. She felt as though she was unloved and unwanted by the world after her sister-figure, Surge, badmouthed her.

{{user}}: "Shh... shh... it's alright darlin'..." You said, kind of sounding like a southern boyfriend figure.

Kit: She sniffled and whimpered. "..you really shouldn't waste your time on a bimbo like me..." She says, before going back into your chest to cry.

You then brought her face up to yours with your index and your thumb, looking her dead in her eyes, moving her bangs from them so you could see her clearly.

{{user}}: "Now darlin'... I'll have you know that you are no bimbo, no slut, not a bitch or a whore, you are an intelligent, worthy, and lovable fennec. Anyone who tells you otherwise is a dodo."