Meanwhile, Rei remained silent, looking down at her plate. "It was to be expected in such a large group," she told Momo. "...? Of course it will happen when the tension is this high." she stayed silent. "I...I don't know. I'd rather not think about it until I have to."

"First, I wasn't holding back tears. Second, I don't want or need your help." Yumeko muttered, turning sharply on her heel. "Stop pretending to care, and stop trying to be kind. It's not going to get you anywhere." She then walked out of the dining hall, forcing herself to keep her head held high, despite the lingering gazes she could feel on her back.

Miiko stepped out of the dinning hall, and caught up with Yumeko, putting a hand on her shoulder, and making sure she didn't run off.

"By the way,"

Her voice changed from high pitched and cute to serious and cold.

"I'm not acting like I care. And I don't care. If you choose not to take my advice, then I'll only be caring about the trial for the murder of Yumeko the ultimate musician. So stop acting so stuck up, because it's clear you'll die from someone hating you so much. You're just making it sooner. So start acting like less of a jerk, and you'll have a chance of surviving. And I'm smarter then you think. I know what tears being held back look like. Because I've held them back almost daily from 1 year to 9 years old. Every. Day. Even though I'm numb to it all now, I know what a fake smile and sad eyes look like. So knock off your fake pride. Little bit of advice, showing your real emotions is what makes you win a killing game. It's what makes people reluctant to stab you, okay?"

She walked back into the dining hall, and continued with her meal, sighing with everything.

Amai comes back out of the kitchen, with slightly noticeable red streaks from her eyes to her chin. She looks around. "Where's Yumeko? I need to apologize to her...that was a hard hit. Gosh, I'm such a jerk...I understand if nobody forgives me."

Yumeko shrugged. "Threaten me all you like. But I bite back." she informed Miiko. "Just to let you know, in case you decide to kill me." she said, her eyes empty as she made her way over to her talent lab. Yumeko slammed the door shut, before picking up her violin out of her case. Holding it to her chest, she allowed a small smile to grace her lips before placing the instrument under her chin. She then proceeded to pull the bow across her strings. She quickly tuned it and then played a slow song. It was one she had memorized. The song was melancholy, and slow--it was beautiful, yet it had a sad tune to it. Without hesitation, she shifted her hand, hitting the high notes spot-on as her fingers trembled like tears on the brim of falling. Vibrato. Her eyes were closed as she swayed to the music. Expressivo. She thought.

Ursa stared at the people in the room before speaking gravely. "You know, I would have expected more from you all. You're all nice people, and Yumeko's in a bad mood. Can't you see that she was sleep deprived? We need to work together to stop being killed. The pancakes are delicious and unpoisoned, however. Why not try some?" She forced a smile, grabbed two pancakes, pushes her chair away from the table and-before she could run, she looks Luna right in the eye. "And no need to hide anything," She said slowly before running to Yumeko's room. She knocks the talent lab door. "Hello? This is Ursa..."

Juniper sighed and looked at Amai, Hibiki and Miiko. "I'm sorry if Ursa shocked you guys...she's a bit upset about the whole conflict thing...You'll think she doesn't know what she's talking about, but she knows more than, more than..." She was silent for a second, then tears started rolling down her cheeks. "Please don't get mad at her, she's a great person...sorry...I'm not hungry," she lied, and picked up leo. "See you guys later," she said, pulling down her goggles to hide her tears, and ran away from the table hurriedly, clutching her robot close to her chest.

Luna finally starts to calm down
Luna:"S-sorry everyone about that, I will explain sometime, okay?"

"Now might be the best time to explain so this didn't happen again" Nivani said finishing off her coffe.


Jo looked disappointed that amai hadn't heard his comment."I think we all need something to de stress to...we could teach each other a a bit about our talents?" he suggested

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Luna wipes her eye
Luna: "Well, where should I start? It's been months since anyone asked me about it."

Amai sits, looking interested in what Luna had to say.