[His words war with the projection of memories inside the tree, of data which was coded but which Sayori wasn't privy to. The voice keeps speaking, but Mista speaks over it, causes it to muffle behind static and flickers of the clubroom, a place with happier memories.
Sayori turns her head slightly, finally catching sight of it all out of the corner of her eye. The resulting spike of fear is enough to make the voice audible again.]
Such a deplorable, tangled mass is already present in every single one of them. That's why I choose not to blame myself for their actions.
All I did was untie the knot.
[She huffs out a wheezing breath and shakes her head, closing her eyes again and trying to swallow the knot of shadow that rises in her throat. Her voice sounds like it's gone through a sander.] I didn't want...to scare anyone.
[People get scared, when you talk about having this kind of stuff in your head. Sayori only ever wanted to make people smile.]
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Sayori turns her head slightly, finally catching sight of it all out of the corner of her eye. The resulting spike of fear is enough to make the voice audible again.]
Such a deplorable, tangled mass is already present in every single one of them. That's why I choose not to blame myself for their actions.
All I did was untie the knot.
[She huffs out a wheezing breath and shakes her head, closing her eyes again and trying to swallow the knot of shadow that rises in her throat. Her voice sounds like it's gone through a sander.] I didn't want...to scare anyone.
[People get scared, when you talk about having this kind of stuff in your head. Sayori only ever wanted to make people smile.]