But for once, Tamamo is too mad to stop and consider her actions or her words, ears peeled back in defiance]
-- Why? So you can consider me an inconvenience later? I'm no priority of yours.
[There is no human she's ever met that ever considered her one, not when it really counted. And that is fine -- Tamamo knows what she is, what her role will always be.
She won't let Junpei draw her into this web of promises that he'll just end up breaking later.]
[It's fine, he's apparently a little more like his wife than people think because his teeth are bared and he kind of looks like he's 100% ready to throw down, except for the very faint look of distraught in his eyes.]
That's not for you to decide! You don't get to make that choice for me!
Tamamo doesn't get to make that decision for him. Her canines clip on her tongue as she shuts her mouth, the tang of blood filling it. For a second, there is an uneasiness to her, like a fox whose been cornered and can't quite think of a way to outmaneuver her opponent.
And even still--]
I will be the death of you, Junpei. Either as my Master, or collateral, that was always going to be the case. I am not fit to be your Servant.
... Forgive me, for not being honest until now.
[She has killed so many humans that the numbers have all but blurred together. And half of them? She hadn't even meant it; she'd just been angry, filled with curses and grudges, wanting to inflict some misery upon the world for twisting her into a youkai.
At the end of the day, she'll always be an evil fox. Caring for another soul will likely never change that. It would be folly to ask any human to try, especially under these circumstances.
If that is her fate, then -- then she will settle for less, just this once, her unending greed tempered by all the humans who showed her kindness. She will see if she can spare a life of her own accord]
[...he should maybe stop her, but he doesn't have the energy or the words to say anything to convince her. There's something that sounds like "no" somewhere in his throat but it doesn't quite form and he looks down instead, a hand coming up to press at his eyes like it'll relieve some of the pressure in his head.]
...this conversation isn't over, you know. [He's stubborn is the thing. And even if he refuses to look at her now, he's not going to exactly give up forever either.] Be safe tonight.
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And that hurts.
But for once, Tamamo is too mad to stop and consider her actions or her words, ears peeled back in defiance]
-- Why? So you can consider me an inconvenience later? I'm no priority of yours.
[There is no human she's ever met that ever considered her one, not when it really counted. And that is fine -- Tamamo knows what she is, what her role will always be.
She won't let Junpei draw her into this web of promises that he'll just end up breaking later.]
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That's not for you to decide! You don't get to make that choice for me!
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Tamamo doesn't get to make that decision for him. Her canines clip on her tongue as she shuts her mouth, the tang of blood filling it. For a second, there is an uneasiness to her, like a fox whose been cornered and can't quite think of a way to outmaneuver her opponent.
And even still--]
I will be the death of you, Junpei. Either as my Master, or collateral, that was always going to be the case. I am not fit to be your Servant.
... Forgive me, for not being honest until now.
[She has killed so many humans that the numbers have all but blurred together. And half of them? She hadn't even meant it; she'd just been angry, filled with curses and grudges, wanting to inflict some misery upon the world for twisting her into a youkai.
At the end of the day, she'll always be an evil fox. Caring for another soul will likely never change that. It would be folly to ask any human to try, especially under these circumstances.
If that is her fate, then -- then she will settle for less, just this once, her unending greed tempered by all the humans who showed her kindness. She will see if she can spare a life of her own accord]
I'm taking my leave. Please get some rest.
[if he has nothing else to say, she will exit]
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...this conversation isn't over, you know. [He's stubborn is the thing. And even if he refuses to look at her now, he's not going to exactly give up forever either.] Be safe tonight.
[And he'll let her go.]