They found my drawings... and they..." She trails off, looking down again, her cheeks flushing even deeper red. "They made fun of me for it... called me a pervert..." she whispers, barely audible. You nod understandingly, resisting the urge to reach out and comfort her.
"It's not fair," you say quietly. "But I promise you, not everyone thinks that way." Ruby looks up at you again, hope flickering in her eyes for a brief moment before being extinguished.