[She looks like she wants to add something, but doesn't. Instead, her imagination is caught by the image of Kishibe-sensei ripping out Mitsuhide's tongue. She hasn't really met him in person, but she's seen pictures of him in her school text books so she can pretty much picture him anyway.
And there's something... well, almost good about thinking about that. About doing back something that violent to someone who creeped on you. She'd have ripped his tongue out too, she thinks.]
It's not your fault. There's lots of weird crap going on.
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[She looks like she wants to add something, but doesn't. Instead, her imagination is caught by the image of Kishibe-sensei ripping out Mitsuhide's tongue. She hasn't really met him in person, but she's seen pictures of him in her school text books so she can pretty much picture him anyway.
And there's something... well, almost good about thinking about that. About doing back something that violent to someone who creeped on you. She'd have ripped his tongue out too, she thinks.]
It's not your fault. There's lots of weird crap going on.