A prince on a white horse... that's what I thought too.
[Yasu grows distant as she dwells in that memory, embellishing it with storybook marginalia and romantic violins before realizing how odd that is and shaking it off.]
...I...
I t- think she was still a hero, in the end. She made an awful choice, b- but... she did it to protect the rest of us.
It wasn't right. Not remotely. But what would we have done if that "Joker" really came to the school?
...I don't know. I hate this. [Yasu curls in on herself.] It's not fair that we h- have to make choices like that. [Yasu knows that it's such a petty and childish complaint, but... like a child, is a child.]
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[Yasu grows distant as she dwells in that memory, embellishing it with storybook marginalia and romantic violins before realizing how odd that is and shaking it off.]
...I...
I t- think she was still a hero, in the end. She made an awful choice, b- but... she did it to protect the rest of us.
It wasn't right. Not remotely. But what would we have done if that "Joker" really came to the school?
...I don't know. I hate this. [Yasu curls in on herself.] It's not fair that we h- have to make choices like that. [Yasu knows that it's such a petty and childish complaint, but... like a child, is a child.]