Yeah, I get you. It's the same feeling I get sometimes too, see? You see people walking by, and...
[His voice lowers, tone becoming unusually ominous.]
You want to stalk them, watch their awareness of your presence change, from ignorant, to dismissive, to paranoia...they start looking around nervously, their whole demeanor changes, and eventually they slip up, duck into an alleyway or into a heavily wooded area to escape you, and the whole time you can feel their fear increasing, and it excites you. Or is it you?
[Sawatari's pacing stops and he sits on his hind legs, tail lashing back and forth.]
Then you corner them, and instead of finishing it off fast, you want to have some fun. So you toy with them, reveling in their suffering. You want to feel disgusted, and you do, but at the same time it's so satisfying, isn't it, feeling that fear? So despite yourself, you keep going, and when that fear and desperation reaches it's peak...
[Suddenly, Sawatari's face barges in through the plushies, scattering some of them and flinging others upward. When did he get there? He must have leaped forward in a pounce.]
Boo! You strike! Another satisfying hunt, completed!
[Several of the flung plushies land back on him, fully encasing Sawatari's head in a wall of them. It looks absolutely ridiculous, especially with the mischievous expression he adopts when the dramatic monologue is all done with. He continues on, regardless of Reira's reaction.]
im sorry sawatari is being needlessly dramatic
[His voice lowers, tone becoming unusually ominous.]
You want to stalk them, watch their awareness of your presence change, from ignorant, to dismissive, to paranoia...they start looking around nervously, their whole demeanor changes, and eventually they slip up, duck into an alleyway or into a heavily wooded area to escape you, and the whole time you can feel their fear increasing, and it excites you. Or is it you?
[Sawatari's pacing stops and he sits on his hind legs, tail lashing back and forth.]
Then you corner them, and instead of finishing it off fast, you want to have some fun. So you toy with them, reveling in their suffering. You want to feel disgusted, and you do, but at the same time it's so satisfying, isn't it, feeling that fear? So despite yourself, you keep going, and when that fear and desperation reaches it's peak...
[Suddenly, Sawatari's face barges in through the plushies, scattering some of them and flinging others upward. When did he get there? He must have leaped forward in a pounce.]
Boo! You strike! Another satisfying hunt, completed!
[Several of the flung plushies land back on him, fully encasing Sawatari's head in a wall of them. It looks absolutely ridiculous, especially with the mischievous expression he adopts when the dramatic monologue is all done with. He continues on, regardless of Reira's reaction.]
Like that, huh?