[Her first instinct is always defense, regardless of where the conversation's going. It sounds like it should be an insult and her hackles are already up, familiarity breeding ferocity in a setup too close to Hope's Peak.
Then he keeps on. The knot between her brows softens, gives way for a puzzled tilt.]
Huh?
[What was he saying? This isn't his place. There's no need for him to give a single shit about a girl like her.
You don't have to lie to yourself anymore.
The world is a kinder place than you think.
Komaru. Hagakure's mother. Both had stated it so plainly, but Toko still can't believe what she hears or sees. Not this far from home. It should go doubly here, that people would have even less reason to care about some revolting stranger. Their focus should be on improving themselves, not chasing after wastes like her.
Rex is right. He's not the type to play nice. He's always looking for a laugh. An audience even, probably a fight. Something where he gets to show off. Is looking out for her some part of that drive? Does he think she needs saving? That he'll feel like a better hero for it?
Then he kiboshes that thought too. This place doesn't have the clout he's after. All Toko can do is stare, dumbfounded, until he pipes up with the only sentence she can form a solid consensus with.]
...It really sucks.
[Let's just. Ignore all that other stuff. Toko rubs at her temples, unaware that her meter has crept up yet again. 60%.]
B-but we don't have much choice. [As usual.] So. It's up to us to do it, no matter how b-bullshit this whole affair is. That's the deal on this train.
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[Her first instinct is always defense, regardless of where the conversation's going. It sounds like it should be an insult and her hackles are already up, familiarity breeding ferocity in a setup too close to Hope's Peak.
Then he keeps on. The knot between her brows softens, gives way for a puzzled tilt.]
Huh?
[What was he saying? This isn't his place. There's no need for him to give a single shit about a girl like her.
You don't have to lie to yourself anymore.
The world is a kinder place than you think.
Komaru. Hagakure's mother. Both had stated it so plainly, but Toko still can't believe what she hears or sees. Not this far from home. It should go doubly here, that people would have even less reason to care about some revolting stranger. Their focus should be on improving themselves, not chasing after wastes like her.
Rex is right. He's not the type to play nice. He's always looking for a laugh. An audience even, probably a fight. Something where he gets to show off. Is looking out for her some part of that drive? Does he think she needs saving? That he'll feel like a better hero for it?
Then he kiboshes that thought too. This place doesn't have the clout he's after. All Toko can do is stare, dumbfounded, until he pipes up with the only sentence she can form a solid consensus with.]
...It really sucks.
[Let's just. Ignore all that other stuff. Toko rubs at her temples, unaware that her meter has crept up yet again. 60%.]
B-but we don't have much choice. [As usual.] So. It's up to us to do it, no matter how b-bullshit this whole affair is. That's the deal on this train.