[Q] Put Sayaka in a Grief bubble with us to check if she's an angel.
~Are you an angel?~
The fractal nightmare sphere of grief closes shut, and then illuminates softly, lighting the whole of the interior with a soft purplish glow. Sayaka shuffles awkwardly, brow crinkled as she looks around at the walls. You turn to face her, placing a hand on your hips and raising the other to rub your chin thoughtfully.
"Okay, Sayaka." You say, causing the blunette to stop examining the walls and look at you. "Before I get into it... I want to warn you that this sphere will only allow absolute truths to be spoken while we are inside of it."
Sayaka looks slightly spooked, raising a single eyebrow. "That's creepy."
"It's necessary given the content of the conversation we're about to have."
"You know I won't lie to you." Sayaka says, waving a hand in the air. "I'm your friend, remember? Even if you are kind of a secret-keeping meanie sometimes."
A moment of silence. "
I'm a meanie?"
"WELL I DIDN'T WANT TO SAY 'BITCH', BUT OKAY, SABRINA!" Sayaka says, stepping forward aggressively. You shrink back, holding up your hands in a gesture of surrender.
"Fine, fine. I'm a huge blah blah bitch. I'm glad to know the sphere works, at least."
"I mean, I would have called you a bitch anyway."
You wave Sayaka's tangent off, before starting on the main topic. "Sayaka, we're here because I want to ask you something-"
"-Something Kyuubey and apparently even Mami can't hear, yeah, you said."
"-Something
important." You grind out through your teeth. Someone'd been spending too much time with Kyouko, it seemed. "Sayaka Miki, Answer me truthfully... Are you or are you not a angel?"
Sayaka stares at you. It goes on for like, two whole minutes.
"What?" You say.
"Who the fuck just asks that?"
"What do you mean '
just asks'?! I literally made a Sphere of Truth and Obscurantism
just to ask you if you're an angel!"
"Are you trying to tell me that angels are not just real but look like
me?!" Sayaka says, pulling at her own cheeks.
"Are you dodging the question?!"
"Are you dodging
sanity?!"
"You are! You're totally dodging the question!" You say, pointing a finger at Sayaka.
"Coming from a girl who- Oh, I get it. Is this why Mami wasn't allowed to hear?" Sayaka says, bluster leaving her and blushing slightly.
"What."
"Look, Sabrina, I'm sorry to tell you this and I really appreciate it-"
"Wait, no, that's-"
"-But I'm just really... I don't really like
girls like that-"
"That's not it at all!"
"-And I can't return your feelings. Sorry."
"Oh my god, I don't have a crush on you Sayaka."
"Oh."
There's an awkward moment in the bubble where you both blush and try to look anywhere other than each other.
Finally, Sayaka speaks. "So, what did you want to ask me again?"
"ARE YOU AN ANGEL?! I ALREADY ASKED THAT." You're frustrated enough at this point to double-knifehand at Sayaka, eyes bulging out of your head.
"Like, angel in what way? 'Cuz I thought we just established not in
that way..."
"Shut. Up. About that. I mean, are you in contact with - Or have you
ever been in contact with - A divinity or other cosmic entity, supernatural or otherwise, with powers on par with supernatural law, and a sapient consciousness."
Sayaka blinks and struggles to process all that for a moment, before finally sighing. "I don't think so?"
"SON OF A BITCH!"