[She sits in dead silence in response to all his questions because she doesn't have an answer for the twisted, contorted man in front of her. But something pulls her in and-
It's not a new feeling in the slightest. For as long as she's been alive, she could read the hearts of others and sometimes that came in the form of scattered dialogue and memories, if they were strong enough. She could push the terrifying emotions leftover from Shin's consciousness into Seto's heart so he wouldn't have to be alone. It's second nature to a child who had been twisted herself in a lab that no longer exists.
And so it feels natural to think so this is his memory and these are all words that touched his heart enough to leave an impact. She's vaguely aware this is for all to see-to hear-because it doesn't form in her heart the way Shin's did. The shiver that runs down her spine is because of how aware she is of that. It's around her, like a ghostly echo of something she needs to run away from. It's weird. She doesn't like it.
She reaches out for Seto's hand to see if he can make sense of it-
But there's no one to reach out to, she remembers, and clutches the fabric of her pants instead, hearing the-
Please help me louder than any other whisper. It rings like the-
Please save me she remembers thinking when Lup called her lil sis and come find me in chalk pressed against the ground with a shaking hand because she feared Seto would.]
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It's not a new feeling in the slightest. For as long as she's been alive, she could read the hearts of others and sometimes that came in the form of scattered dialogue and memories, if they were strong enough. She could push the terrifying emotions leftover from Shin's consciousness into Seto's heart so he wouldn't have to be alone. It's second nature to a child who had been twisted herself in a lab that no longer exists.
And so it feels natural to think so this is his memory and these are all words that touched his heart enough to leave an impact. She's vaguely aware this is for all to see-to hear-because it doesn't form in her heart the way Shin's did. The shiver that runs down her spine is because of how aware she is of that. It's around her, like a ghostly echo of something she needs to run away from. It's weird. She doesn't like it.
She reaches out for Seto's hand to see if he can make sense of it-
But there's no one to reach out to, she remembers, and clutches the fabric of her pants instead, hearing the-
Please help me louder than any other whisper. It rings like the-
Please save me she remembers thinking when Lup called her lil sis and come find me in chalk pressed against the ground with a shaking hand because she feared Seto would.]
That's your heart?