The truth is, she would rather be underestimated. She would rather than person she is, in moments like that, not be what they expect or think of her as. She'd rather no one look at her and ever think, "I bet she could totally cut a demon's head off and kick it." But saying that... that makes it real, and this wound is just starting to scab, she tells herself.
(It's a lie. This wound has been closed for awhile now.)
Nana looks up, and she smiles; it's a little hesitant, which shouldn't be a surprised, all considered.]
It's okay. I know I don't... really act the part. But, when we're fighting against something like that... they want us to be scared.
I'd rather make them scared.
I don't blame you for underestimating me. And I'm glad you don't think less of me.
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The truth is, she would rather be underestimated. She would rather than person she is, in moments like that, not be what they expect or think of her as. She'd rather no one look at her and ever think, "I bet she could totally cut a demon's head off and kick it." But saying that... that makes it real, and this wound is just starting to scab, she tells herself.
(It's a lie. This wound has been closed for awhile now.)
Nana looks up, and she smiles; it's a little hesitant, which shouldn't be a surprised, all considered.]
It's okay. I know I don't... really act the part. But, when we're fighting against something like that... they want us to be scared.
I'd rather make them scared.
I don't blame you for underestimating me. And I'm glad you don't think less of me.
[Please don't think less of me, she thinks.]