"...O-Ok..."
She walked upstairs
S:"...Mal, Go up and take care of her, and no, not in that sense, just go make sure she's alright, got it?"
M:"Ok-I've put up with this for long enough we HAVE to kill her-"
S:"No, you even lay a hand on her I will deal with you personally-"
M:"Sirian, we don't have a choice!! She broke your lock-"
S:"I do not care, Whatever you think does not matter, I decide what happens, not you...she does not know how to use the power yet-"
M:"But she'll figure it out! You KNOW she'll figure it out-"
S:"YES I KNOW THAT-, do you not understand that you idiot, of COURSE I know, but i can not simply do that, she is like my own daughter, I just can not-"
"AND WHAT HAPPENS WHEN SHE FINDS OUT WHO SHE REALLY IS!?"
(I have an ideaaaaeea)
S:"THEN THAT'S WHEN WE'LL DEAL WITH IT GOD DAMMIT"
(What is itttttttt?)
(reeeee-)
