- Location
- Texas
"Mind reading? No, too much effort. Man reading, yes. I have plenty of experience with that." Circe replies with a smirk.
This just killed me. "Why waste effort magically doing something when I can just lean on millennia of human psychology?" asks the witch, following the path of Granny Weatherwax.
"She's gotten a touch handsy." Circe says with a giggle.
Your cheeks turn so violently hot so quickly you could have been used to heat a pot of tea. "You know about that?"
"I'm the one who arranged matters in such a way that it could happen. The girl needed a push in your direction, she was dithering, too scared to make a move." Circe replies. "I merely gave her a strong kick on the buttocks and she took care of the rest."
Ah, Circe is playing matchmaker! How delightful!
"Ah." Circe replies. "A fine question. That would be because I love you."
Behold, the only way to get it past Shirou's willful disregard of people's opinion of him! Hammer it in directly as though with chisel and hammer!
Circe says, then she stands and walks in front of you, she moves one hand over the immobile arm, then draws it away to reveal… a stump. You stare at it, your eyes widening. Just above where the elbow would be, the arm… stops.
Ah yes, she's being rejected/isolated by the world, that sounds painful.
And at a certain point a woman just needs to hear a yes or no, piglet. No waiting to ask a friend, or trying to phrase rejection in pretty terms.
I guess that means no "Well, let me talk to Ayako first."
[X] [Accept]
Let's go, best witch, and if it's not going to NEGATIVELY impact our relationship with Ayako, then let's go go go!