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I think you need to build up a sense of self, if you want me to be perfectly honest. Being there for Judai is good.

But. That's all there is. What do you even like, Yubel? Hate? Want? Dream about? Besides seeming to have delighted in reality warping for a time back when Judai and I were in high school.

I. Think. You're terrified of me. Because you've been stripped of any sense of identity. Except "There for Judai". Whoever did this to you and how they did it really didn't think things through...

::Rubs her face.::

Excuse my rudeness.