[She doesn't move as he explains. She doesn't hate him. She couldn't.
But if he trusts her enough to tell her this.. Slowly, she slips her hand into one of her pockets, pulling out her phone. She types on the keypad furiously, as quick as she can without making mistakes.]
It's alright, Ryoji. You can't help what you are, I understand that just like you do. But I don't believe this world is what you think it is. I don't think it is -your- world like you believe it to be.
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But if he trusts her enough to tell her this.. Slowly, she slips her hand into one of her pockets, pulling out her phone. She types on the keypad furiously, as quick as she can without making mistakes.]
It's alright, Ryoji. You can't help what you are, I understand that just like you do. But I don't believe this world is what you think it is. I don't think it is -your- world like you believe it to be.