[Jane comes fairly promptly this time, though when she gets to the cafeteria, if it's still up, she'll be standing in front of her own creepy painting.]
...Ugh.
[She shakes her head. What is she even supposed to feel right now? Satisfied? Scared for her life? The fuck are feelings this time around. At least with Chitanda, her grief was overpowering and easy to understand. Someone get this girl away from the paintings and into some therapy burning of Twiright's shit.]
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...Ugh.
[She shakes her head. What is she even supposed to feel right now? Satisfied? Scared for her life? The fuck are feelings this time around. At least with Chitanda, her grief was overpowering and easy to understand. Someone get this girl away from the paintings and into some therapy burning of Twiright's shit.]