Probably the first sane thing you've said. Good job.
[Her tone is flat, though whether that's from exhaustion or exasperation, it's hard to tell. The more Klaudia hears about this Junko, the less she likes her. Killing games? Because she was bored? That honestly sounds like the crazy stuff that some rich noble might get up to, just because they didn't have any worth outside of controlling people. It reminds her vaguely of some of the dark web requests, too, though that's a more uncomfortable train of thought.]
... But you're still not getting it. [What does she have to do to get the right thoughts across to this girl? This is so much harder than she thought it would ever be.]
If it was just her, doesn't that actually make it more complicated? How are you supposed to tell if she's even any good? You don't have anyone else to compare to. You just listen to whatever she says because she's the best and worst and only person you have, and there's no telling if you'll have anyone else ever again... Right?
[There's frustration that leaks through, and she struggles to find better words than the ones she's given before.] ... What if you had a choice, and there was someone better? Someone who didn't want everyone to die for the sake of their boredom? Can you imagine a person like that?
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[Her tone is flat, though whether that's from exhaustion or exasperation, it's hard to tell. The more Klaudia hears about this Junko, the less she likes her. Killing games? Because she was bored? That honestly sounds like the crazy stuff that some rich noble might get up to, just because they didn't have any worth outside of controlling people. It reminds her vaguely of some of the dark web requests, too, though that's a more uncomfortable train of thought.]
... But you're still not getting it. [What does she have to do to get the right thoughts across to this girl? This is so much harder than she thought it would ever be.]
If it was just her, doesn't that actually make it more complicated? How are you supposed to tell if she's even any good? You don't have anyone else to compare to. You just listen to whatever she says because she's the best and worst and only person you have, and there's no telling if you'll have anyone else ever again... Right?
[There's frustration that leaks through, and she struggles to find better words than the ones she's given before.] ... What if you had a choice, and there was someone better? Someone who didn't want everyone to die for the sake of their boredom? Can you imagine a person like that?