"It doesn't matter," she replied without hesitation. She, of all people, couldn't be asked to judge someone on who they were. What they were. "I'll still be your friend. I'll stand by you."

She knew the words were just that. People didn't expect them, and doubted them. She knew that. But Senna would still hold to them. That was her way of life. She might mix fact and fiction, withhold details, and flit around the truth, but she kept her word. "And you seem like you need a friend. You know?"