They make a startled sound and blink confusedly at her.

She bites her lip and digs her fingernails into her arms--human body, human body, probably they could get away if--

"Not safe," she manages, shaking. 

Dima sits up, concerned.

"Are you all right? What's wrong?"

(Panic is doing a pretty good job of clearing away the haze.)

Deep breaths. Deep breaths. 

"I--you asked if I had a big appetite. I do. When I get hungry enough it gets hard to think and I--am not safe to be around when conscious thought lets go entirely." 

"Oh! I'm so sorry, I didn't realize!"

"Not your fault. You didn't know." 

"Normal humans don't have that effect when they do that, but everyone I know does—I think I could change it to a different one, but I'm not sure how, I'd have to call home and ask—"

Nod. "That would be...nice." 

"I'm really sorry. This was supposed to be nice, and instead I scared you. Are you okay, do you need anything? Do you want a hug?"

"Hug would be good," she agrees, scooting back over to the couch. 

Then Dima can give her a hug.

She snuggles right up. Snuggling is harder with only two arms but she's very motivated. 

Dima turns out to be very good at hugs.

"The room isn't party-sized. It's me-sized." 

"...oh, that makes sense." Snuggle.

Snuggle. "I don't--I'm not that hungry right now--you were probably safe." 

"It's fine, anyway, I've probably had worse," they say distractedly, cuddling her.

"I guess with the death ward that's possible but now I'm concerned for you." 

"Oh, I'm all right, don't worry." They pet her some more. "People play with sensation a lot, where I'm from, it's not that big a deal."

...Differently concerning, she thinks but does not say. Snuggle. 

"Last time was--bad." 

Snuggle snuggle.

"Do you want to talk about it?"

"I was thirteen, we didn't know it would happen, Grandfather had just died and Wilbur didn't know how to talk to the people Grandfather bought cows from, and Wilbur figured out how to contain me in the house so I didn't rampage through town, but. Mother was in the house." 

"...oh no." More hug.

"Yeah," she says, voice choked a little with tears. 

So much hug.