She just scoffed at the idea she was well adjusted. Could any of them make that claim without hating themselves anymore?

After a long pause she grunted and gave a nod, still not trusting herself to say any actual words. Because what would have come our would have been very rude and angry, or pathetic and miserable. either way she didn't want the constant cameras to spot it.

So she resumed painting and waited for Mindy to speak her piece. The dragon mask she was currently painting was red and white and cold while it loomed over a skyline of New York looking fierce and angry.