[She feels something is off before she sees it; Junna didn't seem to take her admission of how bad her obsession was well. Maybe she didn't understand. But... she sure does now. Lisa feels a little bad about that, but... she won't apologize. Instead she picks up on the cues that Junna both is reading into her setting of the scene, and understanding where her performance is coming from.
The following lines, then, aren't a surprise. Not truly. If anyone knows this play, it's Junna. But the delivery is so much more profound that it shakes her. Junna doesn't just know this play, she breathes it. Brutus isn't a character, Junna is channeling the man and trying to keep the assassination plot on the rails, with the limited information he has. Lisa has a feeling not unlike being underdressed at a party: she thought understood the assignment but the assigment had layers and she didn't go past the first. Her answering, admiring smile is a little... lopsided.]
It's a hell of a metaphor, then. Driven by ambition, until your friends, your trusted colleagues, your love herself had to come and bring you down, lest you bring doom to the people. I bet you killed it - um, no pun intended - doing this in middle school, though. Even then I imagine you didn't do things halfway. [Lisa sighs.] But yeah. You've pushed yourself hard as long as I've known you, and I admire that... in moderation. This is just reminding me I need to make sure you take breaks. Relax sometimes. Let me spoil you, just a little.
[Her smile is something approaching normal as she grins. It's perhaps a little salacious, but if she has to threaten Junna with a good time, she'll do it. The reminder of their pre-first date, then, catches her attention as what should be something along those lines. But Junna follows the thread all the way to its conclusion, and Lisa's brow creases when she sees Junna seem to retreat a little. So she keeps her tone as light and affectionate as she can manage, holding Junna tight.]
I'm glad it meant as much to you as it did to me. Does to me. But... that wasn't the way I read it, you know? I figured... Caesar-chan was a dungeon puzzle that, ah... selected either for drama kids, or for close-range fighters for when she got tired of dealing with subpar performances, both of which would have been distracted from looking at the walls. That means the person that did know what that movie meant to you - me - shouldn't have been there to find it, so there we'd stay, looking for the way forward. I was a little hurt, because I wasn't expecting to see that in there, but... [Her tone turns a little teasing.] Like I said, Happy Junna wasn't in there to help with decorations. You'd probably have framed it or something, and put little spotlights on it. Maybe a plaque.
[She lets her voice shift back to something firm and kind.] The fact that something important to us showed up in a place like that, tells me that you wanted to make sure that only someone that wanted what was best for you - who was determined to make sure you were taken care of - would be able to go further to pull you out. That's what I think.
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The following lines, then, aren't a surprise. Not truly. If anyone knows this play, it's Junna. But the delivery is so much more profound that it shakes her. Junna doesn't just know this play, she breathes it. Brutus isn't a character, Junna is channeling the man and trying to keep the assassination plot on the rails, with the limited information he has. Lisa has a feeling not unlike being underdressed at a party: she thought understood the assignment but the assigment had layers and she didn't go past the first. Her answering, admiring smile is a little... lopsided.]
It's a hell of a metaphor, then. Driven by ambition, until your friends, your trusted colleagues, your love herself had to come and bring you down, lest you bring doom to the people. I bet you killed it - um, no pun intended - doing this in middle school, though. Even then I imagine you didn't do things halfway. [Lisa sighs.] But yeah. You've pushed yourself hard as long as I've known you, and I admire that... in moderation. This is just reminding me I need to make sure you take breaks. Relax sometimes. Let me spoil you, just a little.
[Her smile is something approaching normal as she grins. It's perhaps a little salacious, but if she has to threaten Junna with a good time, she'll do it. The reminder of their pre-first date, then, catches her attention as what should be something along those lines. But Junna follows the thread all the way to its conclusion, and Lisa's brow creases when she sees Junna seem to retreat a little. So she keeps her tone as light and affectionate as she can manage, holding Junna tight.]
I'm glad it meant as much to you as it did to me. Does to me. But... that wasn't the way I read it, you know? I figured... Caesar-chan was a dungeon puzzle that, ah... selected either for drama kids, or for close-range fighters for when she got tired of dealing with subpar performances, both of which would have been distracted from looking at the walls. That means the person that did know what that movie meant to you - me - shouldn't have been there to find it, so there we'd stay, looking for the way forward. I was a little hurt, because I wasn't expecting to see that in there, but... [Her tone turns a little teasing.] Like I said, Happy Junna wasn't in there to help with decorations. You'd probably have framed it or something, and put little spotlights on it. Maybe a plaque.
[She lets her voice shift back to something firm and kind.] The fact that something important to us showed up in a place like that, tells me that you wanted to make sure that only someone that wanted what was best for you - who was determined to make sure you were taken care of - would be able to go further to pull you out. That's what I think.