It's only that I wish you'd picked anyone else to idolize. Anyone else at all. You see, this Sincerity, I hate to be rude, isn't exactly a paragon of honesty.
[She brushes her palms together as if trying to get rid of a speck of dust.]
[And in that moment, the iciness from the beginning of their conversation is back full force. Without warning, Disorder stops walking and slams her fist full force into the nearest mirror, shattering a hole into it. As she turns to look at Chuuya with a tense posture, the shards pick themselves up and re-knit back into place, leaving not so much as a scratch.]
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Meeting my heroes has worked out fine for me before.
[Miyazawa Kenji was considerably younger than he expected, but being praised by him was wonderful, so he's happy there.]
I did say I didn't want to get your hopes up.
[About him choosing anyone Disorder even likes, if he didn't choose Disorder.]
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[She brushes her palms together as if trying to get rid of a speck of dust.]
Well, you'll see for yourself.
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[maybe they just said some things disorder didn't like to admit]
Lying is easy. Not getting caught is the hard part, especially if you're trying to fool gods.
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[Because you're a smart cookie, Chuuya.]
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Then we're even more similar than I thought. Thanks for the advice.
[this is the opposite of what disorder wanted]
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You're really a frustrating man, you know? I'm trying so hard to be nice, here.
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[And he revels in how frustrating he is.]
You're being very nice, getting rid of the only doubt I had about picking Sincerity for me.
[it's hard not to laugh...]
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Don't. Don't mock me.
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His second thought is 'but you make it so easy'. He's not stupid enough to voice either of these thoughts.]
Walk was nice. Thanks for talking to me.
[how quickly can he escape this conversation]
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That's fine. I think I've made myself about as clear as I can be...for now.
[But as he likely tries to make his not-so-subtle exit, while she doesn't pursue him, Disorder points a slender finger at him.]
Just remember, you'll regret it if you cross me.
[Taking a breath, her voice evens back out.]
So...take your time thinking it over. Really, really think it over.
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