Sorry you missed your abuser nearly killing Sara while ranting about how cool she was because you needed to read your AI self's poetry for an hour. That's on you, Sou Hiyori.
His confusion is apparent, even from the corner of Sara's eye. She's not usually great at picking up on that, but it says a lot about how much time she's spent trying to figure out Sou's expressions in trials. The subtle difference between him smirking in a lie and scrabbling for ground could be the difference between...well it didn't really matter now. She won didn't she. Her and Mr. 0.0%
"Balancing. They were doing balancing." She says, as if that even clarifies anything.
The shared expression makes her press the heels of her hands into the eyes. Stop. Just stop it.
"I hate this. Maybe Midori was evil...but Dad..." She coughs and has to flip over as something in her chest catches. It's all she can do to just shoot Sou an unflinching glare. "You'd like that, wouldn't you? Just drawing this out? Don't you want it to be over?"
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Date: 2021-07-01 06:20 am (UTC)His confusion is apparent, even from the corner of Sara's eye. She's not usually great at picking up on that, but it says a lot about how much time she's spent trying to figure out Sou's expressions in trials. The subtle difference between him smirking in a lie and scrabbling for ground could be the difference between...well it didn't really matter now. She won didn't she. Her and Mr. 0.0%
"Balancing. They were doing balancing." She says, as if that even clarifies anything.
The shared expression makes her press the heels of her hands into the eyes. Stop. Just stop it.
"I hate this. Maybe Midori was evil...but Dad..." She coughs and has to flip over as something in her chest catches. It's all she can do to just shoot Sou an unflinching glare. "You'd like that, wouldn't you? Just drawing this out? Don't you want it to be over?"