[ As Orthrus rises, Bryn presses in closer to the barrier, confusion and alarm feeding into righteous indignation. Surely it's unfair for her to be caged like a common beast, especially when she's done nothing to warrant it–
And then, it turns out, she has.
Bryn blinks at him uncomprehendingly, as if she's waiting for him to wrap the whole thing up with a punchline – but the rest of the joke doesn't come and she realizes that without her willing it, her teeth are bared like she's aching to lunge for his throat and– ]
Oh...
[ That's right. ]
I see.
[ She remembers now.
Slowly, Bryn sinks down behind the barrier, sitting herself down on the cold floor with a bit of a thump. She looks dazed and a little surprised – as if she'd sat down out of any idea of what else to do. ]
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And then, it turns out, she has.
Bryn blinks at him uncomprehendingly, as if she's waiting for him to wrap the whole thing up with a punchline – but the rest of the joke doesn't come and she realizes that without her willing it, her teeth are bared like she's aching to lunge for his throat and– ]
Oh...
[ That's right. ]
I see.
[ She remembers now.
Slowly, Bryn sinks down behind the barrier, sitting herself down on the cold floor with a bit of a thump. She looks dazed and a little surprised – as if she'd sat down out of any idea of what else to do. ]
I... tried to kill him. ... But I didn't succeed?