--shit's supposed to record my voice? Why the fuck would I want to leave a message on this thing anyway? They should know who the fuck they're calling if they're calling me in the first place, and obviously I'm not gonna pick up if I don't like them so...
What do you mean it's already recording?
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Is that so...?
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We're designed to hunt down such individually unique prey...why shouldn't I seek out what pleases me? I appreciate humans in so many ways, monsieur - and given their primary function, I don't see why physical appeal shouldn't be included in that appreciation.
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[...Tsukiyama, this sort of shit might be why everyone assumes you're a pervert, just saying.]
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[He's judging so hard right now, Tsukiyama.]
Those things are totally mutually exclusive. You don't want to fuck your food, so why the hell are you finding your food hot in the first place? That's... That's fucked up.
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[Well, his faith in... ghoulmanity has severely plummeted.]
Well alright, even if there are people who get it, that doesn't mean I'm the only one who doesn't! Most ghouls would think that's bullshit!
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[Given that outside of Madame A, the other restaurant patrons came down with a mild case of death.]
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[It seems to finally occur to him and Naki looks momentarily horrified.]
Oh shit, are they...? Did they die?
[Well, he's as blunt as ever.]
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[Tsukiyama, that isn't an answer.]
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[What the hell does that mean?]
Look, sorry, I didn't...
[He's trying so hard.]
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He sort of laughs a bit, shaking his head and offering a bit of a flippant gesture just at the edge of the camera's view.]
Non, non! You misunderstand me - it was my doing. Literally, too, not in an inconvenient-guilt-hidden-pain sort of way. You can be sorry all you want, but personally? I am not.
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[Naki tips his head a bit, but at least he's calmed down.]
You killed your friends? Why the hell would you do something like that?
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[He can't imagine killing people he considers friends for any reason and looks mildly horrified by the idea.]
...I guess if that's what you felt you had to do... but aren't you lonely without any friends left?
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No...? It's not like I'm completely alone, anyway.
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...I'm sorry?
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[He sees literally nothing wrong with this because of course he doesn't.]
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