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“Because you’re a rat.” You keep on smiling. Why did you let your intrusive thoughts win? Is this going to be a trend? You don’t want it to be a trend. But to be fair, she has powerful rat qualities, like the squeaking and her love for cheese. You’ll let her know. “And rats love cheese.”
“<span class="mu-i">...What? Did you just call me a rat...?</span>” Vera is bewildered in a way that forces her to open her eyes wide out of reflex. Her peepers are… uncommon for lack of a better word. They look faded, if that makes sense. She immediately covers them with both hands. “Y-You didn’t hear a squeak! I mean, see a squeak! I mean, YOU DIDN’T SEE ANYTHING!”
“Yes, Madam Rat.” You agree to not cause trouble.
“CUT IT OUT! D-Don’t call me a RAT!!!” Vera squeaks in desperation! She was ready to have a wholesome moment, now she’s losing her mind.
“<span class="mu-i">Fine…</span>” You’re disappointed. Even if she hates it, you’re going to keep mentally calling her a rat and there’s nothing she can do about it. Nothing. “No more cheese then.”
“You’re extrapolating the issue.” Vera gets serious for a moment.
“Rat.” You cough.
“I’M NOT.” Vera starts bouncing in her wheelchair out of sheer frustration.
“One of those two things you have to give, just saying.” You’re tough but fair.
“Is this rat thing payback for the way I’m treating you?” Vera knows she’s a little impolite. “I don’t want to be presumptuous. It’s just the way I come off! I’m working on it, everyone is too sensitive.” Vera places her hands on her thighs. “Just don’t hate ME. I am really filled with gratitude for all that you’ve done for me. You saved me. You really saved me.”
“You trust me then?” You raise an eyebrow.
“Yes, absolutely!!! Don’t take it for granted, you hear me?! You have to stick with me! If you break my heart, I’m gonna cry for hours and hours nonstop!” Vera is not joking.
“Okay.” You know she’s not bluffing.
“Then I’m gonna kill myself before those bastards do!” Vera says something you wish she was bluffing about.
“D-Don’t say that. I didn’t go through the trouble of all this for you to do something like that.” You lost money, sleep, and a little bit of your sanity.
“Why did you though?” Vera wants to know.
“I heard you crying from outside, you looked helpless when I came in, and, uh, yeah, that’s it.” You’re a simple man.
