Jedi Mom
Mi'la was never one for turning down hugs, and took what Wu offered her eagerly. Though being told to rethink her condition was not something she had given thought to, and as she hugged the woman tightly, she pondered if perhaps her curse might actually be a blessing. It wasn't consideration she had before. How could the fact she would become a monster in time be anything but a curse? Was it possible she had another purpose in this life, or was this merely how things were meant to go? She hadn't a clue.
She looked to Wu as the woman took the bottle and drained it, asking Mi'la how she viewed it. "It's....half full I suppose." She said, not entirely sure, frankly this sort of question varied based on how she felt. "I'd like to think I know how to help others, but, some days I'm just not sure." She said quietly, eyes going shut, as she simply held Wu tightly, a sea of worries and concerns starting to coil and grip at her mind now.