"I changed your day in a boring way," Trinket said. The gravel pinched and poked at her feet. She was aware of the pain, but ignored it. It was irrelevant. "I need to do it in an interesting way. Not just talking."
"Lots of people don't find things interesting the same way I do," she continued. "Sometimes people get scared. That's interesting. But they don't like it. Sometimes people just get confused. Or angry. But they're always different than they were before."
"It doesn't have to be fun. Just interesting. Different. Usually I don't explain this to people." She glanced up at the woman. "I just do it. People don't ask me why. They just scream, or laugh, or get confused. Lots of times they don't even know I did it. If they do, they yell at me. But that's interesting at least."
She considered the woman in silence for a moment. "I don't think you'll yell at me."
"Lots of people don't find things interesting the same way I do," she continued. "Sometimes people get scared. That's interesting. But they don't like it. Sometimes people just get confused. Or angry. But they're always different than they were before."
"It doesn't have to be fun. Just interesting. Different. Usually I don't explain this to people." She glanced up at the woman. "I just do it. People don't ask me why. They just scream, or laugh, or get confused. Lots of times they don't even know I did it. If they do, they yell at me. But that's interesting at least."
She considered the woman in silence for a moment. "I don't think you'll yell at me."
