She looks at Nishitani's hand but her eyes are clearly seeing something else. Ayaka's face, her smug indifference, the satisfied way she ground the bear's face into the ground.
"Is this thing really that precious to you?"
She's definitely not holding back. She all but tanks her fist into his hand -- hard enough that she's not only startled but it hurts her as well. Yuuri winces, draws her fist back and shakes it out. Pr...ogress...? ]
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[ Something she hates.
She looks at Nishitani's hand but her eyes are clearly seeing something else. Ayaka's face, her smug indifference, the satisfied way she ground the bear's face into the ground.
"Is this thing really that precious to you?"
She's definitely not holding back. She all but tanks her fist into his hand -- hard enough that she's not only startled but it hurts her as well. Yuuri winces, draws her fist back and shakes it out. Pr...ogress...? ]