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[In response to this, Sunny holds the console high above his head with two arms straight up. He nods, then lowers it back down, angling himself so she can see him play a level.

[He's...not the best teacher, really; doesn't say a word the entire time. But the little 8-bit platformer he's playing is simple. He jumps along, collecting coins and bopping enemies out of the way. When he gets to the end of the level, a little jingle plays. Hooray!

[He turns to glance at her, to see how she's taken it all in.]

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[ her expression is just wide-eyed cat staring. she doesn't know what to make of these video games but at least it's fun to look at?

that's all she's got at the moment. ]

What are you doing in it?

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[Hm. Yeah, he should have been more detailed...

[He starts the next level, but it's still only Level 2. He takes it slow.]

Jump. [He demonstrates with the A button.]

Dash. [B.]

Move...[The control pad.]

Kill enemies. [Bop!] Collect...coins. [Ding!] Don't fall...

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But it's not . . . real, is it?

[ she taps on the screen idly. ]

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[Sunny shakes his head. He can't help but feel fond. She's awfully cute is all.]

Just pictures.

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Oh.

That's . . . less interesting.

I collect coins and kill people in real life.

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[. . .

[He keeps his eyes on the screen and starts the next level.]

You kill people...?

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When I was ordered to, yeah. I was a ninja.

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[A ninja. She was ordered to. None of it's real.

[He finishes the level, holding the console out for her. He tilts his head a bit.]

It's just for fun.

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But what's the point if it's not real?

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For fun.

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[ she doesn't get it. she's too literal minded for this. ]

I guess I'll try . . .

You just press buttons?

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[He nods, taking the liberty of setting the game back to the first level before he hands her the console.]

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[ izutsumi sniffs it for a moment before placing her fingers on the right buttons. she doesn't have her incredible reflexes, but she still reacts faster than a human. ]

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[Sunny leans over to watch her play, not quite realizing that he has to scoot a bit. They're sitting a lot closer now. There's the smallest little smile on his face. She's doing pretty good for someone who's never played. He gives her a little thumbs up.]

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Do I keep playing or?

[ the appeal is still lost on her but pressing buttons is fun. ]

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Do you want to?

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I don't know. It's weird to do things that aren't real.

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[Sunny tilts his head to the side a bit. Pretty much all he does is play pretend...]

Why?

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[ hmm. izutsumi tilts her head up, her tail swishing as she considers her thoughts. she thinks about warped desires and playing pretend. like thistle had done. like others in the dungeon had.

but.

she doesn't know how to express that. so she tries to think of it like senshi would. ]

Do you get hungry?

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[Sunny looks briefly confused, but nods.]

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When you get hungry, you can't just eat anything. You need certain things. To fill it, to feel full and to grow.

So when you're not filling it with real things, the hunger never goes away.

cw: suicidal ideation

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[...]

I'm...not hungry...like that.

[He doesn't want anything from life. He's given up on it.]

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Everyone gets hungry. It's a fact.

Maybe you just haven't thought about it.

[ or he's pretending. izutsumi doesn't lie but she knows people can and will. ]

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[Sunny shakes his head. It isn't a lie. His mind is just...too clouded with grief to realize she's probably right.]

I...used to.

Not anymore.

[His head feels dizzy. He doesn't talk about this sort of thing; kinda didn't have anyone to talk to. But something in him doesn't want him to tell the truth. Maybe he ought to go to sleep a while...]