She was safe — this was the club, after all, and every towering person around her knew precisely where she stood, so they wouldn't stand on her — but Valeska's experience had every trapping of intimidation, awe, and outright danger. It was an unaware scene, and she thought beforehand that the illusion might be broken by her simply speaking up.
Only once she was in it did she realize that she could hardly muster a squeak despite herself.
🎨 Art by kernelDecoy.

