yumemigaoka | November catch-all ♫

[ The market really is the place for Lisa to run into people, huh. Or maybe she's just destined to see Illya when she's around food..

Because it's exactly when Lisa is sitting in front of Matsuba World Market that she will hear a familiar voice calling out to her. ]

Huh? Lisa-san..?

[ There's a little bit of surprise in it - and if Lisa looks, she'll see that surprise mirrored in Illya's rather innocent surprised expression, like she didn't expect to run into the other. ]

Were you waiting for someone here..?

[Hey, when you pattern your life after a few things, you tend to run into people while you're doing them... or something. It makes sense in her head. Lisa turns when she hears the familiar voice, eyes glimmering as she sees the source, giving her a small wave.]

Illya-chan! Hey, good to see you. [She grins.] No, I'm just here to see my precious grocery store now that it's back in business. It's been a long month! [Her free hand goes to her cheek, and she puts on a mock concerned expression.] I just don't know what I would have done without my usual place for fancy cooking ingredients!

[Hand still on her cheek, she lets the expression fall away with a wink.] Are you doing all right? It's been a bit since I've checked in with you.

Oh..!

[ She sounds a little surprised at that question. Maybe she got so caught up in watching Lisa's slight dramatics that Illya started to space out because of it.. But at least the question seems to drag her right back to reality. ]

Y-Yeah! I.. um, well, I mean, that last Disturbance sure gave me a whole lot of falling practice.. [ She giggles. It doesn't sound entirely fake, but there is something slightly nervous about it.

Mostly because said falling was - obviously - not a fun experience. ]

I'm sure you did much better..!

[Junna is perhaps a ~~bad~~ wonderful influence on Lisa. Still, she turns more serious as Illya comments on their shared experience in Hibiki's tower. She's... a little concerned? But she'll work her way down to that.]

Well... better is a relative term, yeah? I was, um. Letting my worry for Hibiki-chan go to my head, for a while. So it took a while before I figured things out. [A pause, and a shudder.] And I ran into her Night Terror. Which went... well, it sure went. But we got Hibiki-chan out okay! And that's the important part.

[She refocuses on Illya with a more honest smile.] We wouldn't have been able to do it without everyone's help, though. So I'm glad you were there, even if you had to do a little skydiving.

...

[ The girl is a little quiet. Partially because she doesn't exactly know how to respond to that praise, yes, but also because she's thinking.

When she speaks up, it's very gently, like she's trying to ask this as delicately as she can. Especially with how vague Lisa seems to be about it. Purposefully vague, perhaps. ]

What.. was it like? Facing a Night Terror..?

Terrifying.

[It comes out smoothly, and Lisa's smile doesn't quite dim.]

Hibiki-chan had a lot going on, and her Night Terror knew what buttons to push. So she... went a little crazy, and it was all I could do to keep everyone safe. [Her smile turns a little more fragile.] Except myself, but I'm getting used to that. [With visible effort, she raises a hand in a dismissive gesture.] It's fine, and I got better. Ah, I may have hit her Night Terror over the head with my bass to get what we were saying through her head, though?

[She pauses a moment. She doesn't want to shield Illya from the realities of Dreaming, but... Illya is also not Lisa's therapist.]

But it was touch and go for a while, and I wasn't sure we were going to make it. Both those Hibiki-chans kinda got in my head.

That's.. [ ...

Her voice trails off. Look, it's hard to even know what to say to that! As glad as Illya is for Lisa not sugarcoating all of this for her, it's still a whole lot to take in all at once, and she isn't really sure what to address first..

Or, maybe-- ]

If I do anything bad, you're not going to hit me over the head with your bass, are you..? [ APPARENTLY THIS IS THE MOST IMPORTANT THING.. This has to be addressed first!! It's so important!! ]

[She's a little worried how Illya is going to take this; Lisa hasn't quite had a good track record with showing Illya the good sides of Dreaming. But still... She pushes her tone as playful as she can manage while still seeming at least a little serious.]

I'm not exactly planning on it! But I keep it around as a special emergency big red button, y'know? Sometimes you really do just need to make sure someone understands that they're important to you, and that you're willing to do something crazy to prove it.

[A beat, and hesitation, as if she feels the attention of an unknown force from a great distance.]

Miku-san would probably take offense to me saying that, wherever she is, let alone Junna... eh, they probably know what I meant. [She refocuses on Illya.] But anyway! No way. Keep moving forward and trying your best, and you won't get any trouble from me.

I-- I'll definitely try my best now..!

[ Let's be real, with the kind of girl Illya is, she'd be doing her best either way.

But she sure looks terrified of having this big emergency button used on her, thank you very much! No thought is more terrifying to her than being smashed over the head with a big instrument by Lisa.. Surely she couldn't ever let things come to that.. Illya's eyes are so wide just thinking about it. ]

Though, I-- um, I mean-- I don't think I'm that important to anyone. [ A very normal thing to say.

At least, Illya seems to think so. There's no wince on her part, like she doesn't even understand that's something that's maybe a little bit to say. ]

S-So I don't need a reminder like that from anyone, s-surely..!

[Lisa laughs lightly at Illya's antics, although she's a little concerned. That's the kind of line she'd use, there, and she's not entirely certain Illya even realizes she's said something a little concerning?]

Nah, Hibiki-chan's Night Terror was a bad girl and we skipped the warning shot. But... I think you're selling yourself a little short there, Illya-chan. [Her eyes sharpen, and she looks over to Illya with a serious expression.] Do you honestly think there aren't people that would do the same thing and charge headfirst into a Disturbance for you? That I wouldn't?

[ The girl grows quiet for a moment.

Maybe it's because of the question, or maybe - and more likely - it's because of the way Lisa's expression shifts. Of course Illya wouldn't want to say anything that might disappoint the older girl, so she really has to think about this one for a moment before she answers slowly and carefully. ]

I mean.. People would do that for anyone, right? Whenever there's a Disturbance, there's always a lot of people involved. I mean-- You're always there too, right, Lisa-san? So I guess it'd make sense you'd be there if it was me..

[ .. maybe not exactly the sort of reasoning Lisa was going for, but this is the way Illya has worked it out in her head. Of course people would come! Not for her, but just because people always show up.

Makes sense to her. S-Surely that's an answer that would satisfy Lisa too.. Right.. ]

[....this answer is also a little concerning? And a little disheartening? But. Hmm. Lisa smiles, but there's a tinge of worry in it.]

You're right, I am there a lot of the time, and I make a point to be. But even then... it's not just out of duty, you know? I care a lot about just about everyone that I know around here. So I'd be there, but I'd be there for you. And I'd probably be pretty loud and forward about it. I care about you, and I don't want to see you get hurt. Or worse. I don't think I'm the only person, either.

[A little bit of a wry grin tugs at her lips.]

Sorry, I was teasing you a little earlier. No, you're at no risk from me. I'm not that mean, and I hope you don't ever think I would be that mean.

I don't.. think you're mean.

[ The girl is saying it very slowly. Almost like she has to think about the words as she's saying them - or maybe like she's thinking about something else, even though she's saying something that's pretty natural to herself.

Of course Lisa isn't mean. She's kind of scary in how strong she is in Illya's eyes, despite what Lisa confided about in her before, but she's not mean. She wouldn't be.

It's something else that Illya is thinking about. ]

I don't.. [ Her voice trails off.

She frowns. Not an angry frown, but a confused one. ]

I'm not sure I understand everything else you're saying though. [ Like there's something about it that is that strange to Illya. ]

[Lisa blinks. After the earlier exclamation, she'd thought that would be the harder part, and there'd be a strange manzai routine where Lisa insists she's not going to bring harm to a young girl, even for comedic value when it wouldn't do any damage. No, this part is the more concerning one. She forces herself to relax and slow down a bit, even though something about this is setting off alarm bells in her head.]

I take Dreaming kinda seriously. You know that, I've harped on it before, I've had some nervous breakdowns over it, I see a therapist about it, it's how it goes. [She waves a hand in the air dismissively (negligently), as if that's not a strange statement, said with all the gravity of a grocery list.] So you're right, the next time a Disturbance comes up, I'm going to be there. And you're also right that I'd rescue anyone that needed it. But...

[How to put this in a way that won't make her own walls slam up behind her, but also won't be disrespecting Illya...?]

You're a little bit higher priority than that for me, Illya-chan. I want you to be safe. I want you to have a better school life than I did. And I want you to find the people and the things that make you happy. So if you do end up stuck in a Disturbance? Forget exams. Forget family. Forget dates. None of those things are as important to me as you, and I am coming in there if it's the last thing I do, screaming my head off to bring in everyone that'll listen to me. And either I'm dragging you out myself, or I'm beating up whatever put you in there in the first place while someone else does it. That's a promise.

[Her tone's been building into something thick and full of emotion as she goes; she still worries that really will happen. If not to Illya, to someone else she's close to. So she chokes up for a moment, swallowing to clear her throat. Even when she has, though, she doesn't continue; her thoughts are too jumbled after working herself up. She'll be okay in a minute, sorry, Illya.]

[ Oh no, Lisa.

Illya feels incredibly bad for the other girl when she watches her get emotional - and really, considering Lisa did mention seeing a therapist and all, maybe it makes Lisa's reaction here immediately make sense - but maybe it also helps a little. Illya wouldn't know how to properly process those words by themselves, but right now there's something else to focus on, making it a little easier in this moment.

She takes a quick step forward to be closer to Lisa, reaching out to grab one of the other girl's hands, giving it a slight squeeze. ]

Don't cry.. [ She pleads, softly. ] I don't want you to have to cry over this.

[...it's hard, sorting yourself out after you've pushed your emotions a little too far for a second. Lisa slowly regains herself after a moment, helped along by the hand holding hers. She smiles down at Illya, able to handle that much, before she takes a deep breath, eyes still a little watery. The quaver in her voice is there if you're listening for it, but she's got just enough vocal training to mask it otherwise.]

Sometimes crying is all I know how to do, you know? Because either I cry or I scream. And- [sniffle-] I'd rather cry for other people than for myself anyway. I've cried enough for myself.

[She pauses, and reaches into a side pocket of her tote for a tissue with her free hand with a very clearly practiced motion. She dabs at her eyes briefly before trying to clear her nose.]

But... thanks. I didn't mean to make you worry over me. I'll apologize for that. Not for the rest of it, though.

I don't want you to have to do either...

[ Sorry, Lisa. It really does seem like you've worried the other girl, but-- then again, it's not like it takes all that much to worry Illya. And with the way she cares about Lisa, of course she's going to fuss if the other says she screams and cries that much.. ]

I-- um, I kind of get it though. Sometimes you're feeling so much that you can't do anything else, right..? It's like what happened too when I talked to Amane-san about him bullying me... [ Kind of a different situation there than this one. Or anything else Lisa is dealing with.

But Illya is trying very hard to normalize this for the other girl, okay! T-This is the only way she knows how to do it! ]

When Amane-kun what.

[That's the bit that stands out amongst everything else, and she discards most of the rest of that; she's a depressed lump a good seventy percent of the time, it's fine, she knows herself. Her eyes are wide - still red, but the shock comes through clearly - as Illya casually mentions it.]

What happened? Tell me everything!

[She's not angry - not yet - but it's weird, and her first instinct is to assume a misunderstanding, so she's curious. Amane's a good kid, just... misunderstood, sometimes. Lisa comes across, then, as a teenage girl interested in suddenly very, very juicy gossip, like her outburst a couple minutes ago never happened.]

[ Apparently Illya did not expect Lisa to really latch on to this topic the way she's doing now. The young girl's eyes grow wide with surprise when Lisa starts saying that. ]

H-Huh?

[ Hold on, give her brain just a second to catch up.. ]

I mean.. It's just-- [ How did she get from Lisa crying to this! H-Help?! ] You know, the way he acts when he's a Dreamer and all.. You know? He kept picking on me, and I felt really bad about that..!

[When Lisa just got through telling you she was going to protect you if something silly happened, and then you accidentally revealed something silly happened... oh, Illya. Lisa... doesn't quite back down, because she knows what Hanako is like, and specifically what Hanako was like before Amane merged the two personalities together a bit. But she's still not happy about it. And Lisa herself has thicker skin than Illya, he can't treat them the same way!]

Oh, I know all right. Hanako-kun was a brat to me too when I first met him and I didn't know any better. He still is, every once in a while. I thought he was getting better now that he doesn't have to hide who he is, but... hmm. I might need to have a conversation with him. Is he still picking on you, Illya-chan?

[This said as she gazes into the skyline in the general direction of Camellia, before looking back to the girl as she asks that question, worry etched in her brow. She'll march over there right now if she has to! Puffy eyes and Illya's ice cream still in her tote bag!]

[ Please, Lisa. No matter what the honest answer to that question is, there's absolutely no way Illya can allow you to get all worked up about this when you just were crying and being really emotional. That's way too much to put Lisa through all at once! ]

I'm..

[ Pause. ]

I'm trying to work it out.

[ Nailed it. At least it's true that things aren't as bad anymore as they used to be.. ]

I guess I-- I still don't fully understand why he does things the way he does them. Or why he treats other people that way..

[Ah. She hasn't realized. So it's still mostly on Amane, but... Illya holds a little of the blame here. Recontextualizing it makes it make a lot more sense, even if it's less fun to deal with when you know where it's coming from. But by then Amane should know you well enough to adapt to you... eh. It's a vicious cycle.]

I don't want to give you all the answers on this one - you really should get him to tell you himself. But... you know he was in and out of the hospital for a bit, right? Especially leading up to his Disturbance?

[...talking about someone other than herself is also helping calm her down slowly, so that's. That's also something?]

[ ... ]

It's fine. You don't have to tell me.

[ Because if even Lisa is making the disclaimer that Amane should say it himself, then.. Illya doesn't want to cheat, even if all of this is very baffling. She doesn't even want to think too hard about what Lisa is saying here, because what if it'll make her realize something without Amane saying it?

But she doesn't leave it at just that. There's another complicated look on her face, and then she adds: ]

He'll never tell me anyway, Lisa-san. I'm not likeable like you. [ Because clearly he's not bullying Lisa the way he's bullying her, if he's actually telling her stuff like this.

It's Illya's fault for being.. different. Wrong. A weirdo. Whichever.

Not likeable enough for anyone to stick around. ]

[When the first words come out of Illya's mouth, Lisa wants to say something. Encourage her, maybe. Tell her Amane isn't really as bad as he acts.

Then she keeps going, and Lisa feels the accusation slam into her like a truck, swaying back like there's physical force to it. What... did she hear that right? Illya thinks she.....?]

T-there's. There's no way. Me? You...? Do you really-?

[All of the pep has drained back out of her voice along with the blood from her face, leaving her timid again. Uncertain, tense. Was that... really so strange of a statement?]

...

[ Give her a second. Illya got so in her feelings there that it takes a moment for the odd reaction on the other's end to register with her. There's still some of the sadness in her eyes, but it's mixed in with confusion now. ]

Um.. [ In fact, Lisa's reaction seems so strange to Illya that the girl doesn't even seem to realize at first just what Lisa is trying to say here.. She blinks at her in confusion. ]

Do I really.. what..?

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