[ Yuka stops, a pace short. She looks down, frustrated, teeth clenched. ]
What... am I supposed to say to you...?
What can I tell you that will make you turn back? That every morning, I dread having to look at myself, and remember that I'll never be the person I want? That I can't imagine any future where I'm truly happy?
[ Several vines spiral together behind her into one enormous vine, rising over her to smash down at Kyouko. ]
I don't know if I could make you understand or not. But I know beyond any doubt that, now that I've abandoned that world, I couldn't possibly bear going back!
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What... am I supposed to say to you...?
What can I tell you that will make you turn back? That every morning, I dread having to look at myself, and remember that I'll never be the person I want? That I can't imagine any future where I'm truly happy?
[ Several vines spiral together behind her into one enormous vine, rising over her to smash down at Kyouko. ]
I don't know if I could make you understand or not. But I know beyond any doubt that, now that I've abandoned that world, I couldn't possibly bear going back!