"You are what they call 'street-tier'. If I kept you by my side, I would let you die in a moments notice, as you would be just a means to an end."
"IS SHE SHIT-TALKING ME RIGHT NOW. AM I BEING SHIT-TALKED BY A PINKIE-PIE WANNABE?"
"Mostly just confused why you are now talking like a schoolgirl now."
"I d-d-don't know how much I need to stress this to everyone I meet, so let me be VERY CLEAR. I do not seek friendship. I do not seek comradery. I seek power, I seek to spread my bliss for all to see. I seek to make people bend to my will. In short, I DO NOT NEED YOU IN MY WAY."
The solver stares at Lily for a moment, deciding to toy with her a bit. She steps forward, her head lolling to the side.
"Interesting. You can control your hair. I wonder if that w-w-w-woooould make it MORE painful if I ripped it all out."
"..."
Staring at this guy.
"You're still around?"
"The Ben Shaprio strategy does not work on someone w-w-who lacks a frontal lobe."
Cyn stared blankly at the toy, before gripping her by the wrist with an iron hold.
"Have you ever heard of e-e-expression...don't poke the bear? Try to bother me one more time, and I will scalp you."
