[Oh my god she's just gonna take Bluekie home THAT'S CUTE... He huff-laughs. After like, 12 collective weeks of hell, hearing something normal(ish) like "I gotta hide this pet from my parents" is truly wild.]
Hah! True enough, even a tiny home would probably have enough space for that little fellow.
[AS FOR THEIR DEAD... He hums, tipping his head back.] Mm... Hopefully none of you are doing too poorly over there. None of you- [WELL MOSTLY NONE OF YOU] -deserve to be there, so we'll work hard to get you back, alright?
[SOMETIMES... YOU ARE A NORMAL ASS TEEN and you end up trapped in murder ouroboros anyway. It's a very normal and sane thing compared to, uh, all the trauma they'll have to deal with if they get out of this place. Lord. Let her keep her potentially magical bunny. It's fine.
She settles down and listens to him, though, gently scratching Bluekie's head as he speaks.]
... I couldn't have said it better myself. [WELL, MOSTLY NONE OF YOU IS RIGHT...] I— I haven't asked you, though. Are you okay?
[VERONICA IS DOING HER BEST DESPITE BEING TRAPPED IN A MURDER OUROBOROS. Live that best life so they can go with Souji and dropkick Evan through Pottery Barn.]
Me? [HE?? He blinks and then laughs.] I am, yes. [Better now than before which is terrible, but sometimes all you need in life is the reassurance that you are not, in fact, the only fuckin government assigned murderers running around.]
You three are too much, you know. You were put in the most isolating positions of us all, but you still fuss!
[cannot believe souji is going to dropkick evan through pottery barn and immediately drop dread from tb. goodbye, souji.]
Of course I mean you. [Emotional support murderers... That's valid. He cannot see it, but she's rolling her eyes at him.] We're not the ones putting our necks on the guillotine week after week. How can we not fuss?
[Yeah it's what he deserves. Put him back in the dirt.
EMOTIONAL SUPPORT MURDERERS... He laughs, though. What a bunch of PUNKS these dang directors are. Wow the days when he thought they were all demon flesh puppets seem so far away.]
People outside of yourselves would likely have no problem with it! With not fussing, I mean. But you're all quite kind, mm?
[LET HIM BE STRONGER SHE WILL CONTINUE PRAYING FOR THIS TB BALLERINA]
No kidding... Not that we're the best or whatever, but thinking about all the other people who could have ended up in our positions? It's kind of scary.
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Trade, then! [...] Your bunny is so impossibly tiny and cute.
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[She will trade him this perfect little bun for the bottle, then.]
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[He'll gladly take the bottle though, and after a second of thought, he pours a generous amount out.]
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[baby bunny....... fits in her pocket. she watches him, though, and after a moment:]
... Do you want to say anything to them? Uh, not that you have to. Pouring one out for the homies is enough, too.
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Hah! True enough, even a tiny home would probably have enough space for that little fellow.
[AS FOR THEIR DEAD... He hums, tipping his head back.] Mm... Hopefully none of you are doing too poorly over there. None of you- [WELL MOSTLY NONE OF YOU] -deserve to be there, so we'll work hard to get you back, alright?
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She settles down and listens to him, though, gently scratching Bluekie's head as he speaks.]
... I couldn't have said it better myself. [WELL, MOSTLY NONE OF YOU IS RIGHT...] I— I haven't asked you, though. Are you okay?
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Me? [HE?? He blinks and then laughs.] I am, yes. [Better now than before which is terrible, but sometimes all you need in life is the reassurance that you are not, in fact, the only fuckin government assigned murderers running around.]
You three are too much, you know. You were put in the most isolating positions of us all, but you still fuss!
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Of course I mean you. [Emotional support murderers... That's valid. He cannot see it, but she's rolling her eyes at him.] We're not the ones putting our necks on the guillotine week after week. How can we not fuss?
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EMOTIONAL SUPPORT MURDERERS... He laughs, though. What a bunch of PUNKS these dang directors are. Wow the days when he thought they were all demon flesh puppets seem so far away.]
People outside of yourselves would likely have no problem with it! With not fussing, I mean. But you're all quite kind, mm?
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Yeah, well. We're not other people. And before you forget, we're responsible for you guys. So... it would be kind of shitty of us to not give a damn?
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Well! None of you are that kind of person, anyway. Lucky for us, mm? This could have been an even worse experience, haha.
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No kidding... Not that we're the best or whatever, but thinking about all the other people who could have ended up in our positions? It's kind of scary.
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This "Akechi" that everyone seems to have some sort of grudge against, perhaps?
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BUT SHE IS CLOSING HER EYES SO FAST.
TERSELY:]
Yeah, like Akechi.
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[Chuuya, another strong example.]
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[SHE IS NOT THINKING OF CHUUYA.
She is just thinking fuck Akechi.]
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Ah, that's right - you all had one too, didn't you?
[An Akechi™.]
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[SAID WITH THE TONE OF SOMEONE WHO WOULD STRANGLE HIM.]
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At least they've all been sleeping...
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[SIGHING. She appreciates the arm pats, though.]
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