[Okay, honesty, that's good. She appreciates that, hates very few things more than being fed half-truths so sugarcoated they cease to bear any resemblance to the brutal reality she has known and, in her own way, learned to accept. Her aggressively defensive posture relaxes somewhat, and she taps a foot against the ground. Her tone, though, is as impolite as ever.] And you are...?
[Sephiroth's answer to her question sets a tiny flicker of hope to burning in Kotone's heart. One she squashes as viciously as possible in seconds. She is unused to things going her way, there are probably a bunch of idiot kids in this stupid place, but she doubts any of them will be the idiots she wants.
She raises an eyebrow. For a girl who uses magic almost daily, she's remarkably skeptical.] The Vine. How does a stupid plant help?
no subject
[Sephiroth's answer to her question sets a tiny flicker of hope to burning in Kotone's heart. One she squashes as viciously as possible in seconds. She is unused to things going her way, there are probably a bunch of idiot kids in this stupid place, but she doubts any of them will be the idiots she wants.
She raises an eyebrow. For a girl who uses magic almost daily, she's remarkably skeptical.] The Vine. How does a stupid plant help?