[She might not get an answer, but it sure as hell isn't going to stop her from trying.
She'd scoffed at Monokuma's idea of despair. How could someone like her, a mere tool, feel something like that? Absurd.
But then she'd left her young master alone, robbed him of sight in one eye, found him murdered the same way she'd murdered her own classmate, and then, to top everything off, let one of his killers gain her trust.
It's that more than anything else that drives another scream from her lips, fingers tightening in his shirt.]
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She'd scoffed at Monokuma's idea of despair. How could someone like her, a mere tool, feel something like that? Absurd.
But then she'd left her young master alone, robbed him of sight in one eye, found him murdered the same way she'd murdered her own classmate, and then, to top everything off, let one of his killers gain her trust.
It's that more than anything else that drives another scream from her lips, fingers tightening in his shirt.]
Why didn't you just kill me?!