You must be used to racing so fast that your brain can't catch up to your feet, let along your eyes or tongue. I was skeptical at first, but I'm really starting to believe that you can go faster than light given your apparent propensity to outrun the sound of what I'm directly telling you and even basic logical thought!
So I need you to lis~ten close~ly for once in your life. I don't want to stay here, you buffooooooonnn! I'd be just as dissatisfied languishing in Kakuya's daddy dearest's vision of perfection for future uninteresting suburbanites as much as I'd be piggybacking atop one of you moralizing fools who think you know what's best for me and being forced to play pretend with one of your families. I! Am! Done! With pretending that I'm still some ordinary, scared little girl, that I'm even capable of being the sniveling, pathetic Yasu for a moment longer!
Sure, sure, surrrreeee, the taste of freedom was bitter, bitter enough for me to want to vomit up all my insides just so I could rid myself of my disgusting flesh and bone, but it's still freedom. I'm not Beatrice, but I have her legacy and her potential both, and I'll be damned a third time before I'm satisfied with shuffling off to be a side character again while all that pain festers and pushes me down the same path as I would've tread had I not come here. Dragging me off to live some wretched daily life again isn't the bliss you think it is; it'd just be an old hell with a fresh coat of paint.
So let me make myself clear, in case you haven't gotten the point yet: I'm not going with you, but you're not going to leave me with Kakuya... you'll be leaving Kakuya with me, and I'll decide a new destination from there.
[She huffs, crossing her arms as some of the manic energy that erupted apparently from nowhere fades.]
I hope that managed to penetrate your thick coating of quills, because if I have to simplify it further I'll have to break out the picture books. Do you FINALLY understand?
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[Yasu is taken aback for a moment, shoulders slumped in apparent exhaustion. Then, they start to shake, as if she's crying, but on closer inspection-
She's laughing.]
YOU IDIOOOOOT!
You must be used to racing so fast that your brain can't catch up to your feet, let along your eyes or tongue. I was skeptical at first, but I'm really starting to believe that you can go faster than light given your apparent propensity to outrun the sound of what I'm directly telling you and even basic logical thought!
[More cackling. Yasu's words drip with red venom.]
So I need you to lis~ten close~ly for once in your life. I don't want to stay here, you buffooooooonnn! I'd be just as dissatisfied languishing in Kakuya's daddy dearest's vision of perfection for future uninteresting suburbanites as much as I'd be piggybacking atop one of you moralizing fools who think you know what's best for me and being forced to play pretend with one of your families. I! Am! Done! With pretending that I'm still some ordinary, scared little girl, that I'm even capable of being the sniveling, pathetic Yasu for a moment longer!
Sure, sure, surrrreeee, the taste of freedom was bitter, bitter enough for me to want to vomit up all my insides just so I could rid myself of my disgusting flesh and bone, but it's still freedom. I'm not Beatrice, but I have her legacy and her potential both, and I'll be damned a third time before I'm satisfied with shuffling off to be a side character again while all that pain festers and pushes me down the same path as I would've tread had I not come here. Dragging me off to live some wretched daily life again isn't the bliss you think it is; it'd just be an old hell with a fresh coat of paint.
So let me make myself clear, in case you haven't gotten the point yet: I'm not going with you, but you're not going to leave me with Kakuya... you'll be leaving Kakuya with me, and I'll decide a new destination from there.
[She huffs, crossing her arms as some of the manic energy that erupted apparently from nowhere fades.]
I hope that managed to penetrate your thick coating of quills, because if I have to simplify it further I'll have to break out the picture books. Do you FINALLY understand?