She hears the words, but she doesn't process them. To her, there isn't anything she's said that could have prompted this - Mayu can't think of one single part of the conversation that would have made him angry or sad. (Because she's nuts.)
Even when he lunges, she doesn't move; it's only when the dagger cuts into her skin that it really seems to sink in. She hisses, her expression one of betrayed puzzlement, and stumbles back. The poison seeps into her blood which is already tainted by the ochimizu, and slowly - more slowly than the day before, perhaps, but still quickly enough - her skin starts to knit itself back together. Her hair starts to lighten, until it's shifted entirely from deep black to snow white, and her eyes flash crimson.]
You attacked me...
[He attacked her. He attacked her. They're done with the promise - so she can fight back.
She lunges at him with both arms outstretched, hands seeking out his neck.]
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She hears the words, but she doesn't process them. To her, there isn't anything she's said that could have prompted this - Mayu can't think of one single part of the conversation that would have made him angry or sad. (Because she's nuts.)
Even when he lunges, she doesn't move; it's only when the dagger cuts into her skin that it really seems to sink in. She hisses, her expression one of betrayed puzzlement, and stumbles back. The poison seeps into her blood which is already tainted by the ochimizu, and slowly - more slowly than the day before, perhaps, but still quickly enough - her skin starts to knit itself back together. Her hair starts to lighten, until it's shifted entirely from deep black to snow white, and her eyes flash crimson.]
You attacked me...
[He attacked her. He attacked her. They're done with the promise - so she can fight back.
She lunges at him with both arms outstretched, hands seeking out his neck.]