[Junna grins at Lisa, when she says that. She is competitive, after all -- and she likes the spirit. And, besides, she likes it when Lisa shows spirit like that. But, she does fall quiet as Lisa explains more. Her eyes widen as Lisa describes the elevator. One full of shadowy Torments, of--of versions of Dreamers she knew. And there's a moment where Junna flinches, her eyes hurriedly breaking contact and looking away. She can't stop the intrusive thought from coming to her head:
How could I put them through that?
No--no, it wasn't her. It was the Disturbance, taking all of the worst thoughts and feelings, and magnifying those. She looks back at Lisa, with a shaky breath. And then she nods. Her voice is quiet.] ...my worst days, when I'd be so scared of letting you -- you, Amane-kun, everyone -- down, that's the sort of thing I'd tell myself I deserve to hear. I know you wouldn't say that to me. And I...
[She looks back at Lisa, and her eyes widen as she listens to what Lisa says. What she said to them and what she did. But what was done to her, too; the bullying that she was subjected to in middle school. Junna lays her pool stick on the table and walks over, then she puts her hands on Lisa's shoulders.]
The people who did that to you were wrong. They didn't see you for how amazing I know you are. They're... [Her cheeks redden. She doesn't usually use rough language, but she's absolutely livid at people she never met. And never wants to.] ...they can go to hell.
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How could I put them through that?
No--no, it wasn't her. It was the Disturbance, taking all of the worst thoughts and feelings, and magnifying those. She looks back at Lisa, with a shaky breath. And then she nods. Her voice is quiet.] ...my worst days, when I'd be so scared of letting you -- you, Amane-kun, everyone -- down, that's the sort of thing I'd tell myself I deserve to hear. I know you wouldn't say that to me. And I...
[She looks back at Lisa, and her eyes widen as she listens to what Lisa says. What she said to them and what she did. But what was done to her, too; the bullying that she was subjected to in middle school. Junna lays her pool stick on the table and walks over, then she puts her hands on Lisa's shoulders.]
The people who did that to you were wrong. They didn't see you for how amazing I know you are. They're... [Her cheeks redden. She doesn't usually use rough language, but she's absolutely livid at people she never met. And never wants to.] ...they can go to hell.