Ambrose's eyes darkened a bit, and his serious face would sadden at what the girl had said. None of them had asked for this, but that didn't mean it was a bad thing to have. You just had to come to get used to it, that was all. Once you were fully used to it, you were supposed to realize that your powers and abilities were gifts, not curses. They made you special, one of a kind, and while they made you different, being different was never a bad thing. So Ambrose would look at the girl, give what he hoped to be a reassuring smile, and he would begin to talk.
"You're...not wrong. None of us asked to be like this. None of us were wishing at birth that we'd get special powers and be labeled as weird and different. But we got them anyways, and we have to learn to make the best of them, because they're not going away. And we need to learn that they don't make us freaks, or weird, or anything like that. Though people outside of here may think of us like that, we're not there anymore. Here, we're all in the same situation. We're still different from each other, but it's not a bad thing. We're unique, we're special. And don't worry what anyone else says, the only person that can judge you is you." Ambrose would say, hoping that this girl would listen to him. He truly believed in what he said and he hoped the girl would come to believe it, too.
"If it's worth anything, I don't think you're a freak, and I never will. You seem nice, I like talking to you so far...you could just use to take things more in stride."
"You're...not wrong. None of us asked to be like this. None of us were wishing at birth that we'd get special powers and be labeled as weird and different. But we got them anyways, and we have to learn to make the best of them, because they're not going away. And we need to learn that they don't make us freaks, or weird, or anything like that. Though people outside of here may think of us like that, we're not there anymore. Here, we're all in the same situation. We're still different from each other, but it's not a bad thing. We're unique, we're special. And don't worry what anyone else says, the only person that can judge you is you." Ambrose would say, hoping that this girl would listen to him. He truly believed in what he said and he hoped the girl would come to believe it, too.
"If it's worth anything, I don't think you're a freak, and I never will. You seem nice, I like talking to you so far...you could just use to take things more in stride."