[ She wants to listen evenly, and fairly, and hear out everything without giving away even the slightest bit of judgement.
But she can't help her eyes widening in horror, the more his story goes on. Whether it's from what Ryou and his friends did, or from what the humans did, she doesn't quite know as he's telling it - it's a gruesome tale.
I need to be better. Better for what? For the people that tell us nobody deserves to die, but don't care about the lives they destroy just because they're not killing them?
It's impossible to miss the grief in Ryou's voice when he talks about eating the humans. It's impossible to hear how he reacted, and not remember her best friend, roaring with anger and destroying the TV producers with his enlarged fist.
Ryslig may change them all, but so do people who set out to hurt them. ]
But it's not that simple, is it? [ She squeezes the couch where she's been unknowingly gripping it - she realizes as she thinks that, even through her horror, she's frustrated on Ryou's behalf.
He is like the others - Mikan and Hinata and Nagito and all of them. She was right, she thinks. ]
Everything's complicated here. Everybody's trying their best. [ The number of attempts she's seen to change their fates - Dee's monster disguise, or Faramir's quest into the mountains - failures, yes, but sparks of hope still.
And with the number of ways the deck is stacked against everybody, human and monster alike - the transformations, the need to feed, even the trip into the TV world - with a game that's rigged from the start, it doesn't make sense to blame the losers.
Especially not somebody who was willing to tell her all this. Not even with glee and manic energy, like how Nagito might have talked with her when she knew him - but with regret and shame. ]
So... to call you the villains... I don't think that's very fair, Bakura-san. Not when...
[ Her face falls. What horrors await her at the halfway point of this month, she wonders, and the months to come. But there is one thing that is predictable, for every single monster here. ]
Not when all of us have to kill to survive. And not when humans can treat each other, and us, like that.
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But she can't help her eyes widening in horror, the more his story goes on. Whether it's from what Ryou and his friends did, or from what the humans did, she doesn't quite know as he's telling it - it's a gruesome tale.
I need to be better.
Better for what? For the people that tell us nobody deserves to die, but don't care about the lives they destroy just because they're not killing them?
It's impossible to miss the grief in Ryou's voice when he talks about eating the humans. It's impossible to hear how he reacted, and not remember her best friend, roaring with anger and destroying the TV producers with his enlarged fist.
Ryslig may change them all, but so do people who set out to hurt them. ]
But it's not that simple, is it? [ She squeezes the couch where she's been unknowingly gripping it - she realizes as she thinks that, even through her horror, she's frustrated on Ryou's behalf.
He is like the others - Mikan and Hinata and Nagito and all of them. She was right, she thinks. ]
Everything's complicated here. Everybody's trying their best. [ The number of attempts she's seen to change their fates - Dee's monster disguise, or Faramir's quest into the mountains - failures, yes, but sparks of hope still.
And with the number of ways the deck is stacked against everybody, human and monster alike - the transformations, the need to feed, even the trip into the TV world - with a game that's rigged from the start, it doesn't make sense to blame the losers.
Especially not somebody who was willing to tell her all this. Not even with glee and manic energy, like how Nagito might have talked with her when she knew him - but with regret and shame. ]
So... to call you the villains... I don't think that's very fair, Bakura-san. Not when...
[ Her face falls. What horrors await her at the halfway point of this month, she wonders, and the months to come. But there is one thing that is predictable, for every single monster here. ]
Not when all of us have to kill to survive. And not when humans can treat each other, and us, like that.