[There is a certain amount of seriousness to Akira sitting across from her instead of next to her, too; Futaba's at least aware enough of social cues to pick up on that. He's usually next to her, so the fact that he's meeting her eyes like this instead...
She frowns a little.
Naturally, it's not hard for her to put together the pieces. Her knowledge of cognition on top of her general video game savvy means this all comes together a little...well, too quickly.]
It was a game of Mafia. [Yeah.] A cognizant game of Mafia where everyone was sharing a collective experience... hence a "dream" of some sort. I guess the win conditions were probably similar? Villagers versus Mafia... if the Villagers caught all of the Mafia, they won?
[Somehow, it's a little easier to talk about this...as if it didn't happen to Akira, which she's still trying to parse slowly but surely, though it probably won't be able to stay distant for long.]
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She frowns a little.
Naturally, it's not hard for her to put together the pieces. Her knowledge of cognition on top of her general video game savvy means this all comes together a little...well, too quickly.]
It was a game of Mafia. [Yeah.] A cognizant game of Mafia where everyone was sharing a collective experience... hence a "dream" of some sort. I guess the win conditions were probably similar? Villagers versus Mafia... if the Villagers caught all of the Mafia, they won?
[Somehow, it's a little easier to talk about this...as if it didn't happen to Akira, which she's still trying to parse slowly but surely, though it probably won't be able to stay distant for long.]