w7 not-curfew: everyone confess your crushes to ylfa.

[rewriter]

[we are depressed. we are in ikea. we are depressed in ikea.]

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[squirt]

Definitely confiscate the bomb first.

[ important order of operations here ]

...She might try to kill us herself, Ylfa.

[honkinbigteeth]

I know. I won't let her do that. I'll even kill her if I have to. [she is so unreasonably confident that she could and will never grow or change.] I'd just rather not.

[squirt]

Hope it won't come to that. [ he thinks... if the other reapers don't intervene, they could maybe stand a chance? as a group? kind of hating this train of thought. ] I don't want to kill anybody else. Reaper or no.

[honkinbigteeth]

You don't have to. [but she's still going to, if it comes to it.] You don't have to do anything you don't want. And you didn't make Ruby go crazy because she hated how horrible you were. You're not horrible at all.

[squirt]

[ slight cant of his head ]

Do you think you're horrible?

[honkinbigteeth]

A little, but... you're not. So we're not.

[squirt]

[ gentle earflick time again ]

You're not even a little horrible. Or if you are, I am too.

[honkinbigteeth]

You're not.

[so. fine. we're at an impasse.]

[squirt]

[ he sighs ]

I can tell you're a llama because sometimes you're really stubborn. [ he's just going to take this to mean that they're both not horrible! ]