[But right here and now, it is. All those feelings for Usagi, all that jealousy, all that possessiveness, take this form in the dream. Ami ignores the parfait glass just as she'd ignored the people: all of it just empty distractions, nothing. She follows Usagi into the booth, cutting off her target's easiest route to leave by as surely as if she maneuvered Usagi there from the start.]
You don't need to understand.
I'll show you.
[Her knee presses into the seat as she leans in even closer.]
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You don't need to understand.
I'll show you.
[Her knee presses into the seat as she leans in even closer.]