I don't like what I see when I look at most people.

[ it's an uncharacteristically blunt response, only barely softened to a joke by the bitter smile on her face. ]

It's funny, right? I'm an idol who loves everybody. But a lot of the time the first thing I think when I see people is just how much they scare me.

[ It's always been fear, after all. Fear of rejection, revulsion. Fear of being hurt, fear of being misunderstood.

Or maybe fear of being understood in her entirety - and having them be repulsed by her all the same. ]

I guess that's why it's not so scary with you anymore. I don't have to wonder what you're seeing. ... So maybe that's good enough.

[ All she's ever needed is for just one person to really see, after all. ]