[ even if it's a metaphor she still wants to slap the plate off the table. but she's missed her chance. the horror still hasn't left her expression, either. ]
[ she's so not qualified for this. any of it. ]
But you're not..... you're not defying anything. I don't know you convinced everyone else [ brainwashing??? ] to follow you, but all you're doing is killing people. There's nothing occupying the space you've taken over, because they're all dead.
[ beautiful? she almost laughs at that, but instead her expression hardens. ]
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[ she's so not qualified for this. any of it. ]
But you're not..... you're not defying anything. I don't know you convinced everyone else [ brainwashing??? ] to follow you, but all you're doing is killing people. There's nothing occupying the space you've taken over, because they're all dead.
[ beautiful? she almost laughs at that, but instead her expression hardens. ]
It's not beautiful. It's horrible. It's ugly.
[ rude, maya!!! ]
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Nobody is dead, Maya. We're all here, together. All of us, without pain or suffering.
[He almost looks like he's not as interested in his meal anymore, as he pushes the plate forward and away from him for a moment.]
I'm truly sorry you feel that way. But seeing as our negotiations are beginning to break down, I don't think I can risk being here any longer.
[John genuinely does look perturbed. Maybe distraught, it's impossible to tell. But just as before, the black fire swirls in his hand.
And he kills her, again.]
I think... I'm sad.