[There's a tense silence for a few seconds, and her face shifts fractionally a few times as she tries to figure out what emotion she's feeling and what to do about it.
When she finally moves, she's on her feet in a split second, both hands reaching out to grip his now-intact shirt.]
It's not about winning. And you're not a loser. I don't care if I was right, or logical.
[—She shakes her head once, sharply, as if to clear it, and takes a slow breath.]
...Then, what if I put it this way...? That's not the game I'm playing. I'm not trying to get one over on you. I'm not trying to prove to you you're wrong. My victory condition is a lot different than that, and this isn't any closer to it.
Sure, a little bit. You try to provoke me all the time too. But I told you, I didn't think you'd be that pissed off. I thought you'd give it your hour to save face before coming to ZRAEL, then grab King and me and drag us off to do whatever you wanted to do.
Not if I had to parade that knowledge in front of ZRAEL, who - if you recall - has multiple people there who don't even want me to step foot in their dorm.
[blinks, and some of her anger subsides with realization]
That's it. You don't want ☆ZRAEL to know that you care, and I stole King away from you and took him somewhere you couldn't go without showing your hand. I trapped you between a rock and a hard place... sidelined and jealous, or conceding and showing weakness. And you picked sidelined and jealous. That's... why it's like the time on the ice.
[She drops down to pin him, but then just pauses there for a few moments before speaking again.]
...But you're not sidelined. And you have nothing to be jealous of. Where's your confidence...? Things eventually worked out that time, right? Even if I made a stupid decision. In the end, I'm with you, and not Joker or A.
We should find a new place in the city. Then we can just meet there, next time.
I'm not the one who gets fucking bent out of shape every time a bunch of fucked up demons don't vote us as best kissers in a game.
I'm not the one who stumbles headfirst into the same stupid problems because you get so laser focused on what you want - even though that was your fucking biggest complaint about Joker and A.
So don't fucking tell me what I feel! Or what I should feel! Or that I fucking lack confidence!
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When she finally moves, she's on her feet in a split second, both hands reaching out to grip his now-intact shirt.]
It's not about winning. And you're not a loser. I don't care if I was right, or logical.
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Everything is about winning, Maki.
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[—She shakes her head once, sharply, as if to clear it, and takes a slow breath.]
...Then, what if I put it this way...? That's not the game I'm playing. I'm not trying to get one over on you. I'm not trying to prove to you you're wrong. My victory condition is a lot different than that, and this isn't any closer to it.
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Because you seem very assured that you did exactly what you wanted to do.
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You were with King! Which is what you wanted!
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And then he's busying himself trying to remove Maki's hands from his person]
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...And then I still wanted to be with you. I wanted to be with both of you. You wanted to be with him too, didn't you?
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That's it. You don't want ☆ZRAEL to know that you care, and I stole King away from you and took him somewhere you couldn't go without showing your hand. I trapped you between a rock and a hard place... sidelined and jealous, or conceding and showing weakness. And you picked sidelined and jealous. That's... why it's like the time on the ice.
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Now he's really trying to get her the fuck away from him]
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What?
W H A T?
They have talked about feelings to death! What more do you want from him!?]
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...But you're not sidelined. And you have nothing to be jealous of. Where's your confidence...? Things eventually worked out that time, right? Even if I made a stupid decision. In the end, I'm with you, and not Joker or A.
We should find a new place in the city. Then we can just meet there, next time.
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I'm not the one who gets fucking bent out of shape every time a bunch of fucked up demons don't vote us as best kissers in a game.
I'm not the one who stumbles headfirst into the same stupid problems because you get so laser focused on what you want - even though that was your fucking biggest complaint about Joker and A.
So don't fucking tell me what I feel! Or what I should feel! Or that I fucking lack confidence!
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