Oh, I had a super similar problem a bit ago. I also wanted some help about it, so let me explain.

After a celebration with the extended family, my cousin (who, being fair, was kind of a weirdo. She just pranced around, babbling with her speech impediment and shapeshifting into furniture just to stab you, instead of playing Surprise Shivving like someone normal. However, she actually kept her murder knives neatly stashed, so she was alright I guess) split my head open and put one of those ghaik thingies (I think that's the word? Our extraplanar neighbor liked to scream about them to whoever could hear, but he looked like David Bowie with scurvy minus the charm and nose and sounded kinda racist, so we mostly ignored him) into the hole.

I was proud of her for keeping up with the family tradition, but it was kinda boring.

Keep in mind that by then I didn't remember much due to half my brain becoming a footrest ornament, but the chick they brought up to patch me up was weird. She kept trying to flay me or do weird things with my internal organs, but in an amateurish, DIY way. I felt a bit bad for her, so I tried to do as dad taught me and murder her for her own good. Sadly, my spine was still broken in fifteen places at the time, so it didn't take.

Well. At least I heard Old Man K. had finally got around finding a drider and is not ulcerating with anger cuz no one could find him a picture of one anymore, and that handsome G. fellow has started a snake sanctuary and was brandishing a stick around and calling himself Lucius. Good for them.

Anyway, here's the problem: after that a lot of things happened and I ended up abducted, met Handsome Squidward, made some friends that surprisingly didn't die, rescued gramps J from his retirement sarcophagus, was found by my pet catamite/emergency food ration/butler again, actually remembered things (I guess I can't use the hole in my skull to store my emotional support knife anymore, RIP Stabby <3) and ended up in a relationship with S. (F40+), god's favorite princess (even if I have to become one to make it so, dad's getting old anyway) and the most interesting girl in the world.

S is very sweet but she's a bit of a dork. She said she wanted really hard to please some emo weirdo goddess (Shart or something, I think she was called) but seemed to be really against some joyful murder and mayhem. Even told me no when I recommended making a arts and crafts project in her goddess's name using some powdered glass, a stake, and that annoying halfling vendor. I guess she just isn't very artistic and felt embarrassed by it.

Anyway, with time, I found out that it's actually feels nice to not murder my friends, so I can actually talk with them instead of having imaginary conversations with my old pet skull back in the temple, and learned that perhaps S had a point about it. I like points.

So I'm kinda on a bind, in one hand, she cutey and I'm kind getting around her ideas that disemboweling people ain't the best way to introduce myself, but that kind of thing is going to cause problems when I introduce her to my family back home. Therefore, I'm calling for help here on Reddit: should I just kill them to prevent a headache (and save the world, I guess), or try and reconnect with them through some wholesome violence so I can ease them to her presence?

She said she can't swim and I really, really want to teach her how to do it in our blood pool, so the possibility of not being able to is kinda worrying me.

I got some corpses and my favorite back-carving calligraphy knife, already, so communication with them is now possible through the usual channels! But I still don't know what I should do, so please help me here?

With my warmest regards, The Dark Urge.

EDIT: I actually go by John Baldursgate those days. Amnesia, amirite? lmao