"I'm not your Meulin--" She starts but pulls back, hand up as if to keep him back. Oh--wait heart keeper? She shakes her head, eyes wide and inching back just slightly.

"Don't tell--no. Don't touch me please." She's trying to swallow the instant hatred she feels, just from the shape of his horns or the paint on his face. The next words fall out of her in a rush as she tries to explain without lingering too much on any one thing. The faster this is explained, the faster she can get somewhere else to clear her head.

"I'm not your Meulin. I'm from Alternia. Not Beforus. In my world you're someone else. Whatever--whatever relationship we had on Beforus."