[Honestly, if she was sure, she probably wouldn't be here on her own, having this conversation with them - there would be so many other ways to handle this if she had anything more.
So the laugh startles her, it really does. Maybe. . .
Her pride, however, does not allow for the possibility that she's wrong. She just watches them, eyes defiant, while they laugh at her, steepling her fingers.]
If you say so. If it is so, here is my advice. Perhaps, knowing yourself wrongfully accused by me, you ought to ensure that from now on we find the culprits, rather than causing so many distractions.
Ahahahaha! Ahhh, here I thought I'd be chewed out by you for some grave rudeness I unintentionally led you into, but here you are, thinking I'm walking around with my hands stained red! It's a jest that would make me weep, if it wasn't so patently ridiculous.
[And a bow of the head.]
But of course. I shall take your advice to heart. I only want what is best for my Master, after all, and she has said she would like to find out the culprits, as well. My advice to you is that if you truly wish to do the same...don't let emotions get in the way of logic. I have found that we all have made mistakes with that in particular, I'm afraid.
[She doesn't like being fucking laughed at by this clown she's decided she hates, or called emotional. So she'll stand up to leave, cold.]
Except this. Your little act, of playing coy but needling others with their memories, trying to wheedle out little tidbits of knowledge that you can act on later - I don't care for it. Say what you will to me, but don't toy with others.
[I hate this, but this statement from them - she expects a refusal, or another attempt to needle her, or anything but this. It makes her a little sad.
Because the thing is, she. . . has no idea how to get to know people. She has no idea how to be normal about having friends. That is so much of the reason they're having this conversation in the first place.
But this probably isn't sincere at all - clearly, Douman has picked up on her own obvious social maladjustment and is trying to wheedle sympathy out of her.]
No, it isn't. Not when it's only ammunition, for if you decide you dislike them later on.
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So the laugh startles her, it really does. Maybe. . .
Her pride, however, does not allow for the possibility that she's wrong. She just watches them, eyes defiant, while they laugh at her, steepling her fingers.]
If you say so. If it is so, here is my advice. Perhaps, knowing yourself wrongfully accused by me, you ought to ensure that from now on we find the culprits, rather than causing so many distractions.
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[And a bow of the head.]
But of course. I shall take your advice to heart. I only want what is best for my Master, after all, and she has said she would like to find out the culprits, as well. My advice to you is that if you truly wish to do the same...don't let emotions get in the way of logic. I have found that we all have made mistakes with that in particular, I'm afraid.
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[She doesn't like being fucking laughed at by this clown she's decided she hates, or called emotional. So she'll stand up to leave, cold.]
Except this. Your little act, of playing coy but needling others with their memories, trying to wheedle out little tidbits of knowledge that you can act on later - I don't care for it. Say what you will to me, but don't toy with others.
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[And their laughter actually stops, their expression surprisingly more somber.]
Isn't getting to know people, truly, just...finding out pieces of knowledge about each other to act on later?
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Because the thing is, she. . . has no idea how to get to know people. She has no idea how to be normal about having friends. That is so much of the reason they're having this conversation in the first place.
But this probably isn't sincere at all - clearly, Douman has picked up on her own obvious social maladjustment and is trying to wheedle sympathy out of her.]
No, it isn't. Not when it's only ammunition, for if you decide you dislike them later on.
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[A brief smile, but it just seems for the sake of smiling.]
And you, who came to hurt me with your words on purpose...is that not something you should also tell yourself?
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[She's just going to storm off.]