"Don't listen to them." Medeia replied, "They always talk nonsense."
Joy said, "But after watching you from the beginning, I think they were right."
Medeia narrowed her eyes. "What do you mean by that? Are you mocking me or what?"
"No! Of course not!" Joy explained immediately, "What I mean is that sometimes you act so fierce and mean, but kind at the same time."
Medeia creased her forehead. Why did people keep calling her kind? She acted mean and hot-headed all the time, so why did they still think of her as a nice lady?
She didn't say anything and decided to let Joy talk more.
"At first I was afraid of you because I thought you'd kill us without mercy." Joy hesitated for a moment, her eyes falling to her hands as she fidgeted nervously. "But you saved us. You gave us food, shelter, and even your protection. No one truly cruel would do that."
