[Had she been a colder person, Marceline would have stood up and walked away. Had he not been pretty much her best friend, she probably would have shot him down harsher than that. But neither of that was what had happened. Instead, she drew closer and gave a small sigh, resting her forehead against his shoulder and keeping her arms around him, rubbing her hand in small circles on his back, her voice a murmur so others wouldn't be able to hear.]

If I'm not a monster, then why do I feel so territorial about you? I was only able to hold myself back when Captor bumped into you because I was busy with Marshall. I can't tell if I'm using compulsion around you or what, but either way I don't want to hurt you, or anyone else.

[She pauses and takes a shuddering breath even though she doesn't need to.]

I'm still so new to this and I'm scared, Eridan. I'm scared I'll mess up and hurt someone. I don't want to lose you.