She looks them over. Ramlethal, unlike her company, does acknowledge the stares they are getting. It is with a simple, direct, "Please stop." before returning her attention back to the canvas of ink that is Indigo.

"It is difficult. I like all of them save for the ones that look like arachnids and bees."

Like is personal though. Like does not have to have a reason. Just what you are drawn to, Ramlethal reminds herself.

"I enjoy these leaves-the way they climb your arms, as well as their somewhat twisted appearance. All of the flowers, really. I also enjoy the fire overlapping the many crosses on your neck. There is a discrepancy in their appearance, which I like, and I also like that the word Harmony is above them." That ensemble makes her think of people she knew, getting along. Not at all what it all is actually meant to represent. "I like the clouds the flames overlap as well. Oh. The eyes and the moon. While they make no sense to me, they are also appealing."

More people walking by, staring. "Go away."

"The chick---Oh!" They nearly laugh, "Yeah, I think the chick wouldn't mind actually fixing something up for us." So that's Corvus' name from now on. Indigo will have to do the honor of spreading that news.

"I'll meet up with her tomorrow so she can get a few of these. Any particular ones you like on me?" At least from the ones Ramletal could see and was appropriate TO see. They're showing their arms and they're not minding the stares that they're getting from shoppers.

"You're welcome." Ramlethal replies, unnaturally stoic. "Your sympathetic nervous system was responding to the situation with 'panic'. You must really fear them. "

While her expression reveals no more than a statue would, her gaze is fixed on her hair. She is searching for any remaining Coccinellidae on her head before approaching further.

Now she steps a little closer. Search successful: No Coccinellidae are found.

"I would not like them on my head either. Not even one."

@lethalramifications

[ 🌱 ] willow recognized this stranger... wasn't she the one who thankfully pointed out the (shiver) ladybugs that were dancing around on her head? with a grin, the witch ran to the young lady.

" hey! i wanted to thank you earlier for telling me about the bugs that were in my hair. "

she paused, rubbing the back of her neck awkwardly.

" they aren't my favorite bug, so i really appreciate it! "

they might have been attracted to the fact that she's always tending to different species of plants -- many of which they enjoy.

Ramlethal is jolted, both by Yumine's shove, and what she's saying. Worse, it is impossible to remain collected about this. 

"So you never liked me. I liked you but you never liked me. You lied-acted like you liked me when-" You are not making sense. You are repeating yourself, Ramlethal. "You never-"

No. She's not letting this go. Against her better judgement, Ramlethal just follows after her. Despite it being redundant, she just keeps repeating herself. Like she just expects a different answer.

"You were just acting?! For w h a t?" 

She's never heard a sound like this come out of her mouth before. It was high pitched and hysterical. Then again, she has yet to hear anything like this come out of Yumine's mouth either.

It hurts to see her friend cry. It hurts right where the heart is, but her mouth works so much faster than anything can comprehend, "Tch, you really are pathetic." She shakes her head, "And you're wasting my time with your tears. You should have known. We cannot be friends." Glaring at Ramlethal, Yumine begins to walk toward the other.

"I was never your friend. It's absolute filth that you use that word so easily too." As she walks by Ram, she is sure to hit Ramlethal's shoulder hard against her own.

"I hope to never see your face again."

"That is definitely a strange question. I do not know what you mean by 'work out'." Ramlethal answers bluntly with mechanical calmness. If this is in the metaphorical context, then it makes no sense to her. But that isn't to say she isn't curious to know what this stranger wants anyway. 

When the stranger points, Ramlethal's eyes follow her finger.  A building. The sign above the establishment says [GYM], and a smaller sign on the door says [PAIRS ONLY].  Looking inside the window, Ramlethal can see people doing a wide array of physical activities. Many have water bottles and towels. They look like they're training. That must be the kind of work out she means. Exercise. 

"I have never been to a 'Gym', therefore I am very interested. I will join you."

While she doesn't sound it, she is, indeed, very interested.

@lethalramifications

⊷ "This might come off as a strange question, but do you by chance work out?" It was a strange question, but the gym she had been frequenting, that she now stood outside of, was having a "pairs only" day. Couples did participate but it was for friends and acquaintances too. And Tifa really wanted to get her workout in.

She pointed to the sign stating as such in the gym window behind her. "Any interest in going with me? Just for like half an hour! I promise!"

The smile on his face. That alone is enough to tell her that her attempt to open up, to become trustworthy, has worked. They are reassuring. Kind. Feelings (nervousness) that were increasing her pulse rate settle. Her muscles relax. She didn't even know they were tense.

She waits as Huey writes more. Many things. Her eyes steadily follow his writing utensil. Watchful but by no means impatient. When he finishes, she takes the time to read it carefully.

That strange influence-it wants her to erupt with emotion again. To somehow fight all these negative things Huey is saying about himself-everything that anguishes him. Control yourself.

"While you write many terms I do not understand, I recognize what it is that you are trying to reveal about yourself. That you are a liar. You are not satisfied with many aspects of your life, actions and choices included."

She sees the tears too clearly. Smells the tears. A reference to the demi-human Nagoriyuki is recovered from her memory. He’s harmed so many and needed someone to accept him to be given the will to move on from that. She recognized this because she too once needed the same thing from others. Huey's mentality towards himself is no different.

“You are more than what you have done, and how you see yourself. What you do and how others see you matter as well. To me, you are still very generous. I would like for you to accept yourself like I do you."

What she says is very much out of line with how her subconscious is urging her to react in the moment. He’s crying. Destroy the cause of those terrible thoughts he has. To fight it, Ramlethal instead does something equally as impulsive, but considerably more harmless. She reaches out her bandaged-up hand and places it on Huey’s head, and just like he had done to her upon their first meeting, she ruffles his hair.

Sometimes the best thing one can do is listen.

Understanding why she so....not use to being human. While Huey been nothing BUT human. Huey can at least what it feel like to do something out of your element. Huey tried being normal and didn't fit in. Ramthiel trying to be human and need help.

Unknown become known. She no longer this stranger. Huey can see her as simlar to him. Just....having no clue and trying to make all of this work somehow.

[Your doing great Ramthiel and look...one step at a time okay? Don't be afraid to make mistakes. It's what being human is. Finding purpose is something every human struggle with. Some say the journey is a key part. No journey without up and downs.]

Huey refilled her drinks as the movie continues.

Huey in the end not a therapist. He don't know all the right words. His only hope is he don't fuck up this relationship by being himself. He a conman....but part of being a conman is to understand other to deceive them.

Conman and solution man two different things.

[You see.....i'm a two bit crook Ramthiel back in my world. I'm just some dumb street rat stuck with a last name i never wanted and more clever then anyone with my older brother. But i have this wish you know? Nothing grand as making everyone happy or saved the world. I wanted to prove to the world who looked down on me i existed. I wasn't just some garbage trashy side character thrown to the waste side.]

There this....sad defeated lonely smile in Huey. He the....only one left among the Ponzi now.

[I honestly don't know what you see in me. I'm not as half as kind as you think i am. I'm a suit wearing fraud Ramthiel. I'm don't have some grand plan. I'm a liar who doubt others and most of all myself. The End of the Road a fool hardy plan to make our name known. To put our name down in the history books of this city. But nobody give a shit about it nor us. I have enemies and deep down inside i feel alone. I don't...truly understand people as much as i like to think and afraid of being understood.]

She was honest with him. So...he honest with her also. Explaining the root of everything that happened.

God please tell me the room dark enough she don't notice the tears coming out his eyes.

actions speak louder than words non - verbal / action prompts from yours truly. (add a "swap" to swap the sender/receiver in the prompt (or just do it manually).)

back, sender gives receiver a back hug.

beckon, sender beckons receiver closer with a finger.

blood, sender cleans blood off of receiver.

book, sender helps receiver get a book from a higher part of the shelf.

care, sender takes care of receiver when they're sick.

catch, sender catches receiver by the waist after they bump into each other.

choke, sender saves receiver from choking by giving them the heimlich.

cold, sender places their jacket over receiver's shoulders.

cry, sender wipes tears off receiver's face with their thumbs.

dance, sender sticks a hand out to receiver and invites them to dance.

dip, sender skinny dips in front of receiver and invites them to join.

dog, sender's dog pulls them in receiver's direction.

drive, sender drives receiver somewhere in their car.

drag, sender drags receiver into a room and closes the door behind them.

draw, sender draws receiver like one of their french girls.

face, sender turns receiver's face towards them.

flower, sender gives receiver a flower.

footsie, sender initiates footsie with receiver under the table.

forehead, sender presses their forehead against receiver's.

grab, sender grabs receiver's wrist to stop them from leaving.

jump, sender jumps onto receiver's back.

kiss, sender kisses receiver.

link, sender links arms with receiver while walking.

massage, sender offers receiver a massage.

patch, sender patches up receiver's wounds.

piano, sender teaches receiver how to play the piano.

pin, sender pins receiver's hands behind their back.

pluck, sender plucks something out of receiver's hair.

press, sender presses receiver against a wall.

propose, sender proposes to receiver.

quiet, sender gestures for receiver to be quiet.

rest, sender rests their head on receiver's shoulder.

serenade, sender serenades receiver with a song.

sign, sender walks into a sign and receiver sees.

size, sender measures the size of their hand against receiver's.

shoes, sender removes receiver's shoes for them.

sun, sender rubs sunblock onto receiver's back.

tattoo, sender gives receiver a tattoo.

tie, sender helps tie receiver's tie.

tuck, sender tucks receiver's hair behind their ear.

umbrella, sender lets receiver under their umbrella.

warning, sender presses a knife against receiver's neck as a warning.

zip, sender needs receiver's help to zip up the back of their dress.

[ DIY ] pls help put this cat tower together for me thx

It is not just because he asks politely. Cuteness, Ramlethal has learned quite early on into her journey of processing emotions, serves as a very unique kind of motivator. Those red round eyes, that white fluffy fur, those long floppy ears; it makes her spring into action immediately.

“Commencing Mission: Construct Cat Tower.”

Mind you, there are a LOT of pieces. This cat tower is massive.

“Beginning overview of directions.” And that she does. From beginning to end she reads over the directions, in dead silence. Every detail. Then she decides, “Mm mm. This is no good. I can map out a more efficient process.”

And thus she gets to work. Each screw in its place, each piece put together, one on top of the other. For maximum stability and maneuverability, she makes a few necessary adjustments to the proposed structure.

Finally, in half the estimated time it would have taken to follow the directions....

Finished.

There stands a cat tower befitting the most precious of cat-like entities.

There is only one problem.

“Now we have to move this to your desired location.” The entire, whopping thing. Somehow. Someway. This definitely should have been considered before hand. "I made an error."

//Will get to responses later but wtf I'm actually gonna be home on a Friday?

✧ — ⋆   𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐒𝐓 𝐌𝐄𝐄𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒 .

some  ideas  for  first  meeting  prompts  that  may  help  break  the  ice  between  characters .  feel  free  to  amend  contexts  &  roles  where  required !  violent  &  alcohol  related  prompts  present . 

[ BAR ]  :   for  your  muse  to  join  mine  at  a  bar  [ DINER ]  :  for  your  muse  to  join  mine  at  a  diner / restaurant   [ SAVE ] :  for  your  muse  to  step  in  to  save  my  muse  in  a  fight  [ FAKE ] :  for  your  muse  to  pretend  to  know  my  muse  in  public  to  save  them  from  a  difficult  encounter [ RUN ] :  for  your  muse  to  grab  my  muse’s  hand  and  tell  them  to  run  [ STEAL ]  :  for  your  muse  to  try  to  steal  from  my  muse  ( pickpocketing ,  in  their  home  etc  –  feel  free  to  specify  context ! ) [ STUDY ] :  for  your  muse  to  join  mine  to  study / read   [ PICNIC ] :  for  your  muse  to  join  mine  on  a  picnic  [ FIRST  DATE ] :  for  your  muse  to  meet  mine  for  a  first  date   [ BREAK  IN ] :  for  our  muses  to  break  in  somewhere  together  [ ATTACK ] :  for  your  muse  to  try  to  attack  mine  ( specify  context ! ) [ DANCE ] :  for  your  muse  to  invite  mine  to  dance  [ PAY ] :  for  your  muse  to  pay  for  my  muse’s  item(s)  ( specify  context ! ) [ TAXI ] :  for  our  muses  to  share  a  taxi  ride  somewhere [ CAR ] :  for  your  muse  to  jump  in  my  muse’s  car  and  tell  them  to  drive [ LOCKED  OUT ] :  for  your  muse  to  be  locked  out  of  their  apartment  &  to  ask  for  help  from  mine  [ DIY ] :  for  your  muse  to  ask  mine  for  help  with  diy  in  their  home  [ DARE ] :  for  your  muse  to  approach  mine  on  a  dare [ PATCH ] :  for  your  muse  to  help  mine  with  an  injury [ COMFORT ] :  for  your  muse  to  comfort  mine  [ SWIM ] :  for  your  muse  to  throw  mine  into  the  sea /  a  river /  pool  ( specify ! ) [ RESTRAINED ] :  for  our  muses  to  be  tied  up  together  [ CRY ]  :  for  your  muse  to  find  mine  crying   [ KIDNAP ] :  for  your  muse  to  kidnap  mine [ DRUNK ] :  for  your  muse  to  look  after  mine  while  drunk  [ ZOMBIE ] :  for  our  muses  to  be  caught  in  a  zombie  attack  together  [ TRAPPED ] :  for  our  muses  to  be  trapped  somewhere  together  ( stuck  in  a  storm ?  kidnapped  together ?  dodgy  lock  on  a  door ? )  [ WARN ] :  for  your  muse  to  warn  mine  of  incoming  danger [ COFFEE SHOP ] :  for  your  muse  to  join  mine  at  a  coffee  shop  /  café [ WORK ] :  for  your  muse  to  help  train  mine  on  the  first  day  of  their  job  [ ROOMMATES ] :   for  your  muse  to  be  my  muse’s  roommate  ( feel  free  to  specify  whether  in  a  college  or  a  regular  setting ! ) [ BOOKSHOP ] :  for  our  muses  to  meet  in  a  bookshop  [ EVENT ] :  for  our  muses  to  meet  at  a  charity  event   [ FUNDRAISING ] :  for  our  muses  to  team  up  to  raise  money  for  charity  ( feel  free  to  specify  potential  ideas ! ) [ COMPETITORS ] :  for  our  muses  to  be  rivals  in  a  competition  [ KARAOKE ] :  for  our  muses  to  sing  karaoke  together  [ MUTUAL  FRIEND ] :  for  our  muses  to  meet  through  a  mutual  friend [ STOOD  UP ] :  for  your  muse  to  join  mine  on  a  date  after  noticing  that  they  have  been  stood  up [ MISSION ] :  for  our  muses  to  meet  on  a  mission  [ UNDERCOVER ] :  for  your  muse  to  approach  mine  while  undercover [ MUSUEM ] :  for  our  muses  to  meet  at  a  museum  [ ABANDONED ] :  for  our  muses  to  meet  in  an  abandoned  building  [ STARGAZING ] :  for  our  muses  to  meet  while  stargazing  [ ROOFTOP ] :  for  your  muse  to  find  mine  on  a  rooftop 

"Then I will be sure to make a file comprised of everyone's allergies. Thank you. You have saved lives, possibly."

"aye, it is. unless ya wanna watch 'em swell up or drop but, that would be in poor taste."

"Beginning public inquiry: Is it right to ask for allergies before giving consumable gifts?"

The Valentine is clueless about Valentine's Day protocol.

Ramlethal acquiesces to Huey’s request. Movies are something that she has recently begun experiencing. There is a lot to study in regard to the Human experience through this medium. The movie Huey puts on involves a group of conventionally attractive men going through a lot of overly complicated means to make money. The setting is interesting. Archaic, with technology dating back to a time long before Magic. If magic was to ever exist in this world.

Although Ramlethal’s thoughts are still scattered, she seems to be thinking about things a tad more rationally again. Maybe the movie is exactly the thing needed to decompress, if only a little. Huey still has that strangeness in his expression, but it has softened. He writes something as they view the movie.

Ramlethal grips her cup nervously. What is she comfortable talking about? “Currently, it is difficult for me to say much about myself. I have just begun to define what myself is.” 

“I was made, not 'born'. I had the knowledge of the world installed into me and was assigned a single purpose. I was designed with emotions too. I do not understand why."

Enemy of humanity. Eliminator of redundancies. That is not a comfortable thing to talk about.

“Some people helped me understand ‘individuality’, and it overrode my belief that I was a ‘tool’. Since then: I have sisters, and a dog. I know I like them very much, as well the ones who took me in. I like hamburgers and trying other food. Arthropods scare me.” One more thing. “I perform operations for my home’s military as well. Out of choice.” 

She pauses. "I hope I am doing this right."

Oh Christ is she ACTUALLY crying?

Huey offer her a tissue as once again. Even if he wanted to. He not strong enough to PHYSICALLY force her out. Plus kicking her out at this stage feel wrong.

She gonna tear your neck out. tears can be fake. You know that better then anyone. Remember her?

It's also not like the distrust for her and everyone is gone. The dark hue in the corner of his eyes isn't as bad anymore. But it's still there as Huey begin writing on his note pad.

[Well come on and sit down with me. Let's put on a movie and get ourselves some drinks. Nothing carbonated for me.]

Huey got into his fridge and took out two juices as he put up a movie. A caper about these 11 guys trying to robbed from a impossible casino as Huey write on the pad.

[......Let's start off simple first. Nothing to invasive. What are you comfortable talking about?]

Communication with the simplest stuff first. Maybe one day they can be friends who can trust each other with everything.

But they don't have to rush to that finishing line yet.

“Understood. So then, if these Witches were to appear here, in order to both see and properly defend oneself against them, one would need the magic given through your contract.” Although it doesn’t look like it, blank as her face is, she is thinking. There are many desires that are very difficult for her to verbalize. “An endless supply of burgers sounds desirable, but, if I can wish for anything: There are other things. Like for instance, going home. And if that cannot be done, then,” How to translate this? “I do not want those who might be looking for me to worry.”

A funny thing though. Saying all this, while it comes out cool and collected, is somewhat of a struggle.

“As for what threats comes to this world-I would assist in defending it however I can. The lives here are not without value.”

There is a tickling feeling in her chest. The same sensation she gets when her Magehound wimpers, tilts his head and paws at her to be picked up. Kyubey has rolled over, his warm fuzzy head pressing against her arm.

So. Cute. I cannot take it.

“Abandoning self-control efforts. Requesting permission: Do you allow tummy rubs?”

Please say yes.

Ramlethal brings up a fair point. After all, Akemi Homura had gratuitously used firearms to disable her fair share of witches when her actual ability lacked the offensive she needed to kill them. Up to a certain point, even the military aid of normal human countries could possibly make a dent.

However...

§ There isn't much to say, § Kyubey replies. § A magical girl as I know it is a human who gains abilities in exchange for her wish. The wish itself acts as the basis for her own powers and skills, so every person is a little different. You can see me as restricted by certain laws: I cannot grant anything unless you wish for it first, and it is the desire for that wish that gives me the power to make it true. § Not quite accurate, but true enough from certain perspectives.

§ Moreover, magical girls are the only ones capable of seeing Witches in the real world. Even if the Stars make them visible to everyone, magical girls are also the only ones resistant to their effects or the destructive nature of their attacks. Fighting them is a dangerous job, but also much safer after you've contracted! §

That should be all. A hawk for details, Kyubey does nothing about the finger twitch besides rolling over on his back and resting his head against her arm.

Swish, swish, his floofy tail waves.

🖤❤be my valentine💚🤍

While Ramlethal is able to recognize the majority of the shapes and figures on Indigo's arm, it is the meaning behind them all that begins to intrigue her. She wonders, all of these symbols, what do they mean to Indigo, personally? The hooded figure in particular draws her attention. A commonly used symbol of Death...that can mean many things to many individuals of varying weight. What significance does that hold for them? No matter what Ramlethal ends up putting in her room to replicate these tattoos, it will never hold the same, unique meaning. That is inevitable. But that is just another reason why she likes them so much.

Of course, Ramlethal fails vocalize any of this pondering. Instead, she asks in all sincereness,

"Oh. Do you think the chick would be willing?"

THAT'S easy. Indigo snaps their finger in a way to encourage and support Ramlethal's decision in her decision of having a sign that says BED on it. "That works and it's super cute. The color is perfect, it'll go with whatever color you choose to paint your walls if you want to do that."

it's also a good thing that Indigo had grabbed themselves a cart just in case. When shopping for bedroom stuff, you're bound to purchase a whole lot! When Indigo looks at Ramlethal, they notice the slight trouble on her features and then she points,

"Oh, these? I don't think you'll find them, really. But uh, maybe we can find someone who can draw them?" On that specific arm, there were a whole lot of tattoos from a Butterfly, vines from a plant that spread across their forearm, a grim reaper, and a flower growing over a body among other arts.

She's able to clean out enough of the blood with a towel in order to see what's going on inside of his mouth. Ramlethal is certain he is going to need sutures for this to heal properly. Still, for the moment, the ice is doing wonders to help with the swelling, and she keeps the pressure firm on the open wound. The bleeding needs to slow down.

Meanwhile, Huey is writing on on a piece of paper now. Her hands are shaking, and her eyes are burning, yet still, she reads everything he writes, closely and quietly. The choco he mentions, is this what this is all about? Of course she is failing to see a correlation: which is an absolute pity, because it would help to understand why the two of them are acting the way that they are.

"I believe you, but, you are correct. I am not leaving." When he appears to be finished writing, that is when she responds to him. She says this not at all in her signature, stoic way. Her words tremble. It's a hasty and emotional answer. "I came here to eliminate a threat-and if you are going to hurt yourself, I will instead eliminate the chance of you doing it again."

The bleeding lets up. She makes quick work of tearing off a smaller strip of her necktie with those razor teeth of hers and tying it to his injured tongue. Completed, she sits down beside him, hugging her legs close to her chest. Anxiously she folds her hands and steeples her thumbs.

"You have been so nice to me, I want to be nice to you too. I want to be your friend." She continues to speak with uncharacteristic haste. "But-" Sniff! "-but you are right. You've told me so many stories about you, yet so far I have only told you my name. That is not fair. Not fair at all. We should both be open with each other. Once this threat is eliminated, my next objective will be to become someone you can trust, just as you have done for me."

....Why does she care so much?

Maybe she see us as friends? I mean you wouldn't want your friend to hurt themselves in front of you.

Who are you kidding. You have no friends.

She didn't have to help me.

People come back from the dead in this city. You think it wouldn't be awkard for her if you come back later and she didn't help? Don't delude yourself into thinking people care. She saving herself a awkward explination.

The chocolate really not good for Huey. Seem like certain negative thoughts surface more easier. Not like Huey not a negative person but it's not THIS bad.

.....You should leave. You know what happen to thing that cared about YOU in the end. Remeber William? You want her to be like William? Dead in your arms?

Thankfully Ramthiel came back in time before Huey got up as he obediently did as he told.

The tongue....Huey done this before. Though with how emotionally charge a second ago was. It's mangled and the ice have helped somewhat. This is....still pretty bad.

[I been tortured before. Not every job i go to a smooth sailing. Sometime in order to make sure i don't leak any information and ruin the con. I make sure i can't be in a state to leak information. I normally use my ability to hide it of course.]

Seem like Huey found pen and paper as he sigh,

[I choose to eat the choco not you. Your not responsible and no obligation to save me from my screw up. We're just.....Employers and Employee. You don't have to go above and beyond for someone like me.]

The BIGGEST lie that Huey ever told is if the situation was reverse and she was in danger he would risk life and limb out for her. Yet here he is acting like a asshole.

Huey don't believe he worthy of anyone sacrifice. It's fine if he alone the sacrfical pawn (Biting his own tongue was a small price to pay for not making Ramthiel feel awful and having something over her) . But GOD FORBID other people put themself in path of danger. Then he start lecturing others on how RECKLESS they are being.

.....Stop looking at me with such big round eyes.

[.....Your not going to leave are you? Not till the event over? Would you believe me if i say i'm already feeling a lot better and can be trusted to be by myself??]

If i do break down and go mad.....i don't want you to see how ugly i become....

"I am going to make every minute count."

It would be good if she just already knew she is the greatest. However…there is something about Yumine’s tone that makes it anything but. It’s angry, as if she is crossing some line by expressing this at all.

Ramlethal opens her mouth. Begins to try and explain herself further, that she personally thinks this, which is different than merely stating a fact, that this means a lot, but then t h o s e words come out.

“What?” Ramlethal on a normal day would be shaken by such harsh insults. But even so, she would ponder it. Question Yumine’s behavior. This isn’t like her at all. “I don’t understand. A friend is someone who you want to be around. If you only thought it was because I looked ‘pathetic’, then-...”

But the rational side of Ramlethal is gone. The words fly out without reasoning things through.

“No, I refuse to believe you haven’t been genuine this entire time. I just do.” She says, unable to stop the tears. They didn’t start off as ‘bad’ tears, but now they are coming from a place of hurt. “I’m misunderstanding something!” A desperate statement.

"You don't have to tell me I'm the greatest," the words are said haughtily. "I KNOW I'm the greatest." Huffing, Yumine creates space between the two of them. She folds her arms and looks at Ramlethal as if she were nothing but an insect. "WHY are you crying? Are you a baby?" And the harpy rolls her eyes in disgust.

"I don't know why I even stuck around you. You know I was only being your friend because you looked pitiful right? Just because you helped me from falling doesn't mean anything. Idiot."