[ She's grateful for his continued concern — it's a far cry from the shock or fear she's come to expect. Perhaps it is that people in this hotel have more exposure to beings like her, which tempers their reaction... she's not going to question it. She's just grateful. Her lips curl more, and she keeps both of her hands out of his way by tending to her hair, wanting to make sure she's inconveniencing him as little as possible. ]
You needn't worry, my dear. I am not in pain. And it will not hurt... that, I can promise you.
[ Getting in to the details would make her feel a bit of shame... so she hopes these words will be acceptable and believable enough. Her smile doesn't seem strained in the least, even if it does come off strangely artificial — so it does appear that she's telling the truth about not being hurt. Should he move to extract the knife, he'll find that it will slide out with little resistance, and that the skin underneath will remain unmarred, as if never pierced by the blade to begin with. ]
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You needn't worry, my dear. I am not in pain. And it will not hurt... that, I can promise you.
[ Getting in to the details would make her feel a bit of shame... so she hopes these words will be acceptable and believable enough. Her smile doesn't seem strained in the least, even if it does come off strangely artificial — so it does appear that she's telling the truth about not being hurt. Should he move to extract the knife, he'll find that it will slide out with little resistance, and that the skin underneath will remain unmarred, as if never pierced by the blade to begin with. ]