[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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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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