"Hey, your highness." Emerald jumped. "Hey, you're crying again. That's no good."

"I...I can't!" She lept up again and started to run.

Matthew caught up and grabbed her arm. "Emerald!"

She turned her tear-stained face to him. "I just can't Matthew! I'm...You shouldn't be around me! No one should! You don't know!"

"Yes I do Emerald. No human being deserves to be alone, whether they're from Earth or, or Mars! And you're a good person, whatever you think."

"No. I'm...I'm evil." She whispered.

"Emerald, do you think I'm a good person?"

"Y-yes."

"Well, I like you and that means you're good too."

She laughed soggily through her tears. "I don't think it works that way."

"Why not?" He paused to wipe a tear off her cheek. "Besides. Evil can't have anything to do with love." He paused again. "So, does your castle have a moat?"

Her laughter was full, and loud, and good. Not broken at all.