A new new hell [Emilies POV again]

She felt the presence of the X-Woman pushing herself back into her mind, visiting memories and thoughts. This was great. If she saw for herself, then Emilie would be understood. Truly and finally she could be understood and helped. More tears ran down her cheeks, but not from pain or anything else but pure relieve.

As she blinked to clear her own vision, she noticed the conflicted view on the Superheroes face. "Um... Ms. Frost?" She asked, carefully. Said hero opened her eyes wider and focused them on hers, staring deep into her soul, as all hesitation left her expression.

"It's mistress Frost for you. Or just Mistress, Madame or My Goddess. You are free to choose from so many options and yet you already failed right away. But don't worry, I'll make sure to punish you for it soon enough. For now, sit down and lets have breakfast." She said while at the same time pulling her mind out of the father, unbinding him from his wall facing position, and allowing him to take a seat next to his daughter.

Emilies hope broke down, as she realized what must have happened. The changes people went through around her originated in her head somehow. So when this normally immune super hero went into her head and saw everything, she got too close and got overwhelmed... so now she was just like the others. Well, since these effects were usually ending once she distanced herself from someone long enough, maybe she had a change to reinstall her immunity at some point. That would...

"Don't worry, I'll make sure to stick around you in that case. You can even sleep with your tongue between my legs if being close to me is so important for you." She said. Right. She was still in Emilies thoughts. So it was pointless. Just another pointless day of suffering some more.

Almost robotic she walked over to her seat and sat down, looking for a spoon to eat the disgusting batter her father had prepared for her. As she found non she raised her hand and dipped the finger inside before moving it towards her own lips.

"What the hell are you doing?" Emma surprised everyone by interrupting the meal right away.

"I am sorry, what have I done wrong this time? I accept your punishment for it." Emilie had just defaulted to accepting whatever it was that people seemed to see punish worthy in her.

"Exactly that! What the hell is wrong with your head? You aren't..." she was biting her own tongue and then deeply looking at her parents, before affirming herself and saying what she meant. "You aren't even suffering from doing this. Sure you don't like it, but you just do it anyway? What the hell is the point in that then?" Well, at least this was a new complaint.

"I am sorry, I will try to cry more from now on." She just said, uncertain how else to solve the situation.

"Oh no, you won't just cry more. You will... hm... oh yes, you will be just... like... this" she said with a daring voice, as her eyes once again found their way into Emilies, the heroes mind entering hers, but this time it was not just to look and learn. This time, she was in there to change things around.