[ For a long while, she's quiet.

And for that moment, she debates on the single question: how can she push him away? But then she realizes that she's been hesitating. Because she's too scared, too terrified to play the 'role' that could give her just that.

Her future self had suggested it before, hadn't she?

Just... become the villain. ]

Then know this.

[ She starts, trying to steady her expression into something cold, her voice icy. It's a sharp contrast to her casual tone from earlier, and it's so abrupt that one could possibly think that there's something off about it. And they'd be right.

All she has to do here is trample on his feelings.

Then he'd leave her, wouldn't he?

He'd hate her for it, and she'd cry the moment she had a chance to be alone, but... it's for the best. That's what she believes. ]

I would never allow a beast who can't save even a single person to be a friend of mine. That kind of human doesn't even deserve to live.

[ Purposeful phrasing.

If she has to throw her heart out the window, then so be it. ]

So stop it.

[ "Stop being kind to me." ]