[It almost felt like routine for them - Junko tried to attack or kill her, and Mukuro would do what she could to block or evade it. All this gave a reassuring sense of normality to her.
Mukuro listened to Junko's explanation as she cleared up the mess, wrapping the pieces in the napkin before tossing them in the nearby waste bin. She wasn't going to take the piece her sister still had, unless she dropped it anyway.]
Our feelings manifest? That doesn't make any sense...
[Mukuro was not a particularly emotional person, so perhaps that's why most of the effects she'd felt had just been small ripples so far. But that would explain what happened to that tree when she first woke up... After all, as she'd said, she felt the despair too.]
But a few hours back, I was leaning against this tree and the whole thing seemed to just rot away... whilst I was trying to make sense of what happened to me.
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Mukuro listened to Junko's explanation as she cleared up the mess, wrapping the pieces in the napkin before tossing them in the nearby waste bin. She wasn't going to take the piece her sister still had, unless she dropped it anyway.]
Our feelings manifest? That doesn't make any sense...
[Mukuro was not a particularly emotional person, so perhaps that's why most of the effects she'd felt had just been small ripples so far. But that would explain what happened to that tree when she first woke up... After all, as she'd said, she felt the despair too.]
But a few hours back, I was leaning against this tree and the whole thing seemed to just rot away... whilst I was trying to make sense of what happened to me.