Say something? (lz)

Plum could feel her stomach churn as she approached. "I'm Plum..."

The girl paid her no heed, focusing on getting out of the suit that cladded her. Her arms came free with a squelchy pop and she was now only dressed from the navel down.

Plum was close. Too close. Something inside her urged her to step away. Something else said it was too late... and yet another part of her wanted her to go closer.

"Can you tell me what happened to you? What are you apologizing for?"

The girl seemed to slow down. She looked up at Plum and hesitated. An eternity seemed to pass before the girl opened her mouth, seemingly to speak, only to break down into tears and continue doffing the suit.

"I'm so sorry... it's the only way..."

Plum stepped closer, deciding to attempt to communicate with the girl through actions rather than words. She grabbed at a patch of black fabric around the girl's waist and gathered it, peeling it off of her as best as she could.

She meant well, but the position was awkward and it was difficult for her to get very far. The girl slipped her thumbs under the inside of the suit and pulled downward as Plum watched uncomfortably. Reaching her hips, the girl seemed to hesitate briefly. With a deep breath, she released her pelvis from the suit's grip.

With a thick squelch, Plum watched agape as a large bundle of tentacles seemingly poured out from between the girl's legs, releasing her from its torment. Almost immediately, they shrank back into the suit. Plum's attention was divided - as soon as it was done, the lone candlelight in the room went out. Two metallic clicks echoed across the dining room, one from far away and one nearby.

Plum turned to the direction of the noise and found herself staring at the door leading back to the main hallway. Realization set in, but denial was her first instinct. Immediately she strode toward the door and grabbed at the handle.

"What..."

Her hands were cupped not around cold metal, but around a strange, warm, rubbery black surface. Plum looked down - the door's handle was coated in the same material as the girl's suit. She rattled the door, struggling to open it, but it was no use - it was sealed shut.

She turned around and immediately jumped back in shock. The girl, naked now, was approaching her slowly, suit limp and hanging off her arm. She looked Plum straight in the eye. She was still sobbing, but it was clear who she was apologizing to now.

"I'm so sorry... it's the only way..."