>>19328952>[Sola is absentmindedly touching Priscilla's hand in return as she gazes at the roof. She's not thinking of her words properly.]"You were just so nice at the shoot. And Sapphire was so mean. And Nikki is always just going to be Nikki. Amy and Colby..."
"You know, Priscilla, right here and now... deep down there is a part of me that's screaming out you are lying to us. Playing games, and thinking to yourself we -- or I am dancing around in the palm of your perfectly manicured hand. You're Priscilla Divine. You don't really care about us. You don't really care about me, at least. You've got people with the figures of Nikki, and the attitudes of Amy and Colby, and -- well, whatever the hell Sapphire is now. People talk about you like you're a monster or a puppet master. And yeah, I think you can be, sometimes. But I don't think you always want to be. There's nothing wrong with just having friends, even if some of them aren't very good at it sometimes."
>[As the discussion turns to the Dojo, Sola's spirit drops.]Sola has been there for some time now, doing her best, and trying to build it up. But the worst part is, Sola thinks Priscilla is right. If Sola pulled out her phone right now, messages to Karna, Mare, Kanako, Paule, Amy and Colby would probably be left on read. Not all of those people are Dojo girls, sure. But what does it say when being a Dojo trainee is enough to make people not even respond to you? Sola can't think of a retort.