[ His expression quirks a small smirk into place and he picks up one of the small jewelry boxes mixed in amongst the books and upends it over her, sending cheap bracelets raining down ]
[ whistles as the box collides and ducks so the swinging lightbulb isn't in danger of beaning him in the face ]
About the nature of power.
We're helpless, certainly, but so are all the other units. They're all hoping that someone likes them enough to save them— we're saving your friend's unit. After this, we have that power. We saved them from their fate. If you're infamously disliked, there's power there too-- fear, the possibility someone will graciously show you charity. Everyone likes an underdog, after all.
The truest form of being helpless and lacking power here is to be forgotten all together.
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ERRYONE HERE GONNA DIE
So her opening strategy is going to be a freak out followed by planting herself in a corner with her tail curled around herself.]
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Which isn't exactly getting anything done, so he jams his hands in his pockets and crosses over to Kohime, ducking the lights and flags as he goes.
And puts a hand on her head to ruffle her hair when he gets to her. ]
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My vote is for avante. Just in case Adora's there.
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[ His usual speech tic of short friendly bursts of laughter doesn't come, but he nods rather than disagreeing. Yeah, okay, why not. ]
Perhaps she will feel compelled to return such a showing in the future.
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Catches his wrist, suddenly seeming calm, and gestures to the room vaguely with her other hand.]
Hey. Let's wreck this stupid place.
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Pillows aren't doing much for you, Kohime?
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Better?
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No! This is stupid! We should be allowed to at least try and defend ourselves! What kind of game is it to just sit here and wait to die?!
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[ He picks up one, and after a moment works out where to tug so it will snap and the faux-pearl beads will fall into his hands. ]
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What. Point.
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About the nature of power.
We're helpless, certainly, but so are all the other units. They're all hoping that someone likes them enough to save them— we're saving your friend's unit. After this, we have that power. We saved them from their fate. If you're infamously disliked, there's power there too-- fear, the possibility someone will graciously show you charity. Everyone likes an underdog, after all.
The truest form of being helpless and lacking power here is to be forgotten all together.
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What're you saying? That we can turn dying miserably to our advantage?
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[sry too freaked out for this calm logical approach]
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Does she say she likes them? Do they make her happy? If so, that's reason enough.
Or rather, since the outcome would be the same regardless of who we pick... would you be happy if we chose them?
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Have you ever died here?
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We shouldn't have to! Most of us are new, how were we supposed to even have a chance at this?
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[Despite her commentary, her anger's not exactly directed at her unitmate here...]