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It made a certain sort of twisted sense, one Maxim could only understand because he had dealt with it before. If a person was alone for long enough and desperate for somewhere to feel like they were supported, that they belonged, they would follow just about anyone that seemed at first to be trustworthy. By the time she started to realize anything was wrong, Maxim was sure the claws had sunk too deep, and reversing the way she had started to think of her friend was easier said than done. He'd seen it more in cases of domestic abuse, but it wasn't unheard of in gangs either. It was like he had said: everyone wanted a place to belong.
"It's all right," he reassured, shrugging slightly as if to prove to her that he wasn't bothered by her feelings towards him. "Trust takes time, and it's only been a day. Just so long as you remember to call for me if you ever need anything."
Not that she would be far from his side, most days, but there would likely be times in the future where they would need to separate and leave her home. If she was ever in trouble, or if she ever needed anything as simple as soap again, he was there to provide for her. He didn't expect her to truly trust him so easily.
"It's all right," he reassured, shrugging slightly as if to prove to her that he wasn't bothered by her feelings towards him. "Trust takes time, and it's only been a day. Just so long as you remember to call for me if you ever need anything."
Not that she would be far from his side, most days, but there would likely be times in the future where they would need to separate and leave her home. If she was ever in trouble, or if she ever needed anything as simple as soap again, he was there to provide for her. He didn't expect her to truly trust him so easily.