"Or maybe you'll grow, Julian. Into someone else. Someone better than who you thought you were going to be, if possible." This was rich, coming from her. She'd put up fronts too, trying to be girls she wasn't, trying to live up to the S-shield. But she had blood on her hands, crystals embedded deep inside her body, and she was sent to Earth to assassinate family. "I don't know you well enough to know who you are - not entirely - but I will say that I like what I know so far, even without the front. She squeezed his hand, but not hard enough to, like, break bones. Just reassuringly. And, impulsively, as she always tends to do, she kissed him gently on the cheek.