Oh... [She blinks sleepily, checks her device and skims of the texts... Oh yeah.] I forgot. [She's sleepy, sue her.
'Honest from the start,' he says, and she tilts her head. For a long moment she says nothing, and it might look like she's not going to give a response at all until:] I like you, Souji. [And as if the declaration itself wasn't bold enough, forgoing all formality and politeness to address him so frankly... He said be honest, right?? So sure. She'll give him honesty.]
Against my better judgement, maybe. You're... refreshing. Different. And I like that. [She feels, on some level, a sense of connection and familiarity she doesn't get from most people. Maybe it's because of the memory sharing or something, but either way it's there. An understanding.
"Do you want to die?" "I don't really care about living."
Not verbatim, but close enough.
She doesn't think Souji is entirely honest with his emotions or feelings or whatever, but he's more frank than most. He's not polite for politeness's sake. She shifts her chin to one hand, her free hand laying flat on the table.]
I... am not comfortable with most people. They're-- [Miu's voice echoes in her head, an old memory. It's all lies. People lied. And when you can reach out and so easily discover the truth...] A lot of the time, people will only say what they think you want to hear. They can easily smile to your face, while in their heads thinking terrible things.
I... learned that quickly, with this power. [Her tone is mildly bitter, because honestly that shit hurt when the people you thought were your friends would smile at your face, wish you luck in feeling better, while secretly thinking you're insane and a lost cause and sick. her fingers twitch slightly and she withdraws her hand] Maybe I should have known better to begin with, but... [But she hadn't had to think about such things before.]
You lie too. And that's fine, because everyone does. I don't need to read peoples' minds to know that much. But, I know that I can trust you, in some ways. If you didn't like me, I'd know. If you wanted to kill me, you would, and I wouldn't have to read your mind to know those things. [A pause and her voice softens] I suppose I like that. Enough so that I don't mind doing things like this once in a while.
[Not that she'd mind it to begin with because she does like helping people and can't say no to those who need help but. You know. The point still stands.]
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'Honest from the start,' he says, and she tilts her head. For a long moment she says nothing, and it might look like she's not going to give a response at all until:] I like you, Souji. [And as if the declaration itself wasn't bold enough, forgoing all formality and politeness to address him so frankly... He said be honest, right?? So sure. She'll give him honesty.]
Against my better judgement, maybe. You're... refreshing. Different. And I like that. [She feels, on some level, a sense of connection and familiarity she doesn't get from most people. Maybe it's because of the memory sharing or something, but either way it's there. An understanding.
"Do you want to die?"
"I don't really care about living."
Not verbatim, but close enough.
She doesn't think Souji is entirely honest with his emotions or feelings or whatever, but he's more frank than most. He's not polite for politeness's sake. She shifts her chin to one hand, her free hand laying flat on the table.]
I... am not comfortable with most people. They're-- [Miu's voice echoes in her head, an old memory. It's all lies. People lied. And when you can reach out and so easily discover the truth...] A lot of the time, people will only say what they think you want to hear. They can easily smile to your face, while in their heads thinking terrible things.
I... learned that quickly, with this power. [Her tone is mildly bitter, because honestly that shit hurt when the people you thought were your friends would smile at your face, wish you luck in feeling better, while secretly thinking you're insane and a lost cause and sick. her fingers twitch slightly and she withdraws her hand] Maybe I should have known better to begin with, but... [But she hadn't had to think about such things before.]
You lie too. And that's fine, because everyone does. I don't need to read peoples' minds to know that much. But, I know that I can trust you, in some ways. If you didn't like me, I'd know. If you wanted to kill me, you would, and I wouldn't have to read your mind to know those things. [A pause and her voice softens] I suppose I like that. Enough so that I don't mind doing things like this once in a while.
[Not that she'd mind it to begin with because she does like helping people and can't say no to those who need help but. You know. The point still stands.]