[Chell preferred clothing with a bit more substance to them for protection from whatever could come her way. But, if Alcyone felt comfortable enough to wear things like that, then that was her business.

She nodded, then hesitated before speaking again.]

"...I'm not either..."

[Chell wasn't sure why she felt the need to say that, she knew she wasn't a bad person, no matter what she said about her being horrible. She just wanted to live. To be free.

What did it matter what this other woman thought of her?]