[ maybe that's why people tend to fear her so much, aside from the overwhelming impact of her abilities; she doesn't always vocalize her thoughts, not unless she has to, and she knows that means most people don't have a grasp on how her mind works, only that she's capable of manipulating someone else's. sometimes it isn't even intentional, but she'd spent so long not having to speak every thought, not when she and pietro had mastered understanding one another without a word, a single gaze giving so much more away.

but she's intrigued here, and she wonders if it might simply be that harley doesn't have any sense to imagine the worst of it, but she's almost fascinated by the excitement the other girl holds, almost like a dare that she's not too quick to say no to. ]

When people talk of me, they say I'm a witch. They say I'm twisted and haunting, and that I can make even the most hardened soul relive their darkest fears. [ she turns her head, eyes flaring with a deeper red, holding it there as she gazes to harley and leaning forward. ] Are you not afraid of what I could do to you?