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ع Rin: I get it.
Ӝ Miharu: I don’t think she’s talking about that moment when you wake up and the bed is too comfortable, Nakamora-san…
ع Rin: Then what?
๑ Marie: …jesus. Fucking. Christ. Now I feel like a total fucking bitch for correcting you like that, I am so sorry Ciel-san, I didn’t know.
Dumbbell: Daijobu. I think that telling me how you want to be treated is brave, so please don’t regret it. My mom works at a suicide hotline, and she often talks about her job during dinner. Hearing her every day, my outlook on the world ended up bleak before I noticed, and I had grown so depressed that I hardly left my bed. That’s when Kyubey found me.
Ӝ Miharu: Is Kyubey-san another Dolores?
Dolores: Not exactly.
๑ Marie: I’m so sorry to hear that, girl.
Dumbbell: It’s ok, Marie-chan. I’m happy now, and surrounded by wonderful people. I was a very sensitive girl eight years ago, but death scared me so much that I decided to live in my dreams.
If it’s a long night, they wouldn’t know: the passage of time is blurry in the world of dreams. As the topic of conversation drifts to greener pastures, as Miharu’s attempts to ask questions are buried under Marie’s determination to be considerate, it’s only Rin that’s thinking. Only inside her head is the question blooming: then how the fuck is she still awake?
