#Joy albeit unwillingly does not take Sakuya's shit and in reflecting Sakuya's own hysteria back on her causes a bit of trauma

[devouring-hive]

"Y-you don't have to worry about me, Starry!" Joy wraps her arms around as much of Star as she can- Though between their compared girths (mostly the other fae') she doesn't manage very much.

"You know, my power is a mirror to one's own emotions... But it can mirror the power of those emotions, too, eheh..." She doesn't sound certain whether she should be proud of that or repulsed by it.

"She leaves me alone for the most part, I imagine 'cuz what she sees is ugly enough to sober her for a while..."

"...that's pretty fucked up. Are ya' sure it's safe 'nouf to work there hun'? Am' kinda worried now..."

Worried enough to squeeze Joy into a hug, as if to protect the girl from something, someone... though falling just short, comically so, because of how fat and out of shape she is... though the feelings are genuine.