[ After a bit she becomes aware her muscles aren't behaving like usual, so she pastes over her expression with that vacant (but civil, that's the important part, she thinks from observing her father and uncle and the maids) smile from earlier.
It's not her first time being condescended to this way. If not the words, she's got the tone and the motions and the sentiment down and memorized so intimately it's a part of her. So she doesn't really feel anything in response (disappointed, something along the lines of slightly upset, maybe, that she got blown off so easily cut that out let her help let her help). Of course she's a thing. Of course she's lower than dirt. It's only natural he'd speak to her that way, even if he's the same. She's the worst; after all ]
Ah, you are correct, I am afraid! I am a monster; feeling romantic affection for another is beyond my capabilities. Such positivity from interacting with others eludes me.
Have you ever eaten roast lamb with mint sauce, Komaeda?
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It's not her first time being condescended to this way. If not the words, she's got the tone and the motions and the sentiment down and memorized so intimately it's a part of her. So she doesn't really feel anything in response (disappointed, something along the lines of slightly upset, maybe, that she got blown off so easily cut that out let her help let her help). Of course she's a thing. Of course she's lower than dirt. It's only natural he'd speak to her that way, even if he's the same. She's the worst; after all ]
Ah, you are correct, I am afraid! I am a monster; feeling romantic affection for another is beyond my capabilities. Such positivity from interacting with others eludes me.
Have you ever eaten roast lamb with mint sauce, Komaeda?