Edmondia: HeSeth: *sunning himself*
EnsTren: which Seto is he with?
Edmondia: ...a very very confused SheSeto
EnsTren: SheSeto is watching him and noting the bruises and how they look on the darkening skin and hating and being confused and angry.
Edmondia: And Seth is quite contentedly stretching all kitty-like.
EnsTren: And she's getting paranoid someone might see him and then Atemu will find out and he'll hurt her or he'll tell Seth to hurt her and and and...
Edmondia: He's yawning and rolling over in his little patch of sunlight on the carpet.
EnsTren: And she's checking her computer, making sure no satellites are in a position to see though the window.
EnsTren: Cause yes, she is that paranoid at times.
Edmondia: And he's... pillowing his head on his arms and yawning.
EnsTren: She hates him, how he can display himself, how at ease he is, how he doesn't have to be afraid and he's a boy and he's what he should be. She hates all that in him because she can't display herself, she can't be at ease, she is afraid, and either she's supposed to be a boy like him, or she's supposed to look like her born sex, like he looks like the sex he was born in.
Edmondia: He rolls over and stretches prettily.
EnsTren: She scoots back, nervousnervous, glassshards in mollasses.
Edmondia: He yawns and falls asleep.
EnsTren: She watches him to make sure he is and slowly relaxes and trembles.
Edmondia: He snuggles into the carpet.
EnsTren: She works on her computer, eyes darting over to him every now and then.
Edmondia: He snores softly.
EnsTren: She hates that he can be so secure that he can sleep like that whenever he wants.
EnsTren: His snoring was getting on her nerves.
Edmondia: ...he stopped snoring on cue?
EnsTren: ...He might be awake and reading her mind then!
Edmondia: ...or he was dreaming about oversized pizzas.
EnsTren: She twitched and left quietly to eat canned peaches stright from the can.
Edmondia: He was so weird!
EnsTren: And frightening. And threatening. And horrible and hateful and a filthy disgusting touching her wants to be in her MAN. She must remember these things.
Edmondia: ...he liked pizza.
EnsTren: Well then... then she'd hate it! Yes that was it.
Edmondia: ...Mokuba liked pizza too.
EnsTren: But but... Mokuba wasn't Egyptian! And Seth was! And pizza came from Italy and Rome was in Italy and all the ancient Egyptians she had met hated Romans.
Edmondia: ...you could hate people but like what they did.
EnsTren: So she wouldn't hate pizza, she'd love it and tell him it was from the Roman's country and hate Seth.
EnsTren: She really hated Seth.
Edmondia: And she certainly didn't like what he did!
EnsTren: He touched her, she remembered that. Kissed and licked her with his dirty lips and filthy tongue. He had pressed his...part(!) against her though the pants and squeezed her breasts with his disgusting hands that could hold her down so easily and....
Edmondia: She needed to breathe.
EnsTren: So she forced her lungs to expand and tak in the air. It burned and she heled her breath before controlling (for she must have control or else something terrible would happen) her breath and letting it all slowly out.
Edmondia: He wasn't hurting her now. Not now, so she could breathe.
EnsTren: Because she wouldn't let him, because she was in control.
Edmondia: ...because he was sound asleep on her living room floor.
EnsTren: She should go and wake him up and hurt him. She did that at night when he went to sleep. She clawed and choked and hit him and it made her feel better--even if he did smile.
Edmondia: Yes, she should do that! She should make him stop sleeping and - and sleeping!
EnsTren: He could sleep if he had nightmares. It was good that he had nightmares because it made him suffer and he didn't smile then. She knew from personal experience as well that sleep deprivation was a very effective torture.
Edmondia: She would make him suffer for it.
EnsTren: Her secretary had put a brand new box of thumb tacks on her desk. All shiny and metal with flat tops in their little see-though plastic case. Did she trust herself with them on him?
Edmondia: ...what was to trust?
EnsTren: That she wouldn't kill him, push the point in hard enough in the right place and she might. At least she knew she wouldn't badly mutilate him. She wanted to claw his eyes out but she didn't--the tacks wouldn't change that.
Edmondia: ...he could heal himself anyway.
Edmondia: ...not that he ever did.
Edmondia: She only knew because Mokuba had scraped his knee once and Seth had tended to him.
EnsTren: She made him remove the scars though... no need to have evidence, but she told him to keep the bruises.
EnsTren: Even if no one bothered to look under your shirt.
Edmondia: ...girls wanted to look under his shirt.
Edmondia: She knew Anzu did.
EnsTren: No one cared about her, obviously. A threat was no good if you didn't think it would happen. Gozaburo's riding crop was definetly not for show. And fortunately left scars that were easily taken care of when his hand did "slip."
EnsTren: So she hated him more, both of them, because they were both men and just the same in diffrent ways.
Edmondia: ...why did Anzu want to look under his shirt anyway?!
EnsTren: Maybe she suspected!
Edmondia: ...maybe that was why she had grabbed his butt the other day!
EnsTren: Yes! Because otherwise she thought that her yami was... attractive (blegh) and was hitting on him. Which was worse because she knew that Seth was her yami and most likely presumed that they had a sexual (she felt ill) relationship but still pursued him. She didn't want to think that people, especially someone she knew better on her jaunts out as a girl with Mai, respected her so little.
Edmondia: ...unless because she kept slapping him in public they thought they weren't sleeping together?
EnsTren: No one hit on Yugi's other when he was slapped in public.
Edmondia: ...but everyone knew that they were sleeping together. They kept making out in public.
EnsTren: She bet if Seth was "Siren's" yami and "Siren" kept slapping him she wouldn't flirt with him.
Edmondia: ...but a girl would be weird for not sleeping with a boy that pretty.
EnsTren: So they'd rightfully assume that Seth was an asshole.
EnsTren: And bad and not someone you'd want for a boyfriend.
Edmondia: ...except he kept being sweet to her in public.
EnsTren: He was trying to make her look bad!

They didn't like her, that was fine. They didn't care for her, no matter what Yugi insisted, and she could deal with that. They didn't fear her as they had proven, which was irritating and frightening now because now Yugi and his other had that knowledge to back up the idiot courage. And they didn't respect her either she saw now.
Edmondia: He was certainly not being sweet because he cared about her!
EnsTren: Because no one cared about her except herself, Mokuba, and maybe Mai-chan.
Edmondia: ...even if he did let her hurt him.
EnsTren: He let her hurt him because she had control now, and maintained that control with how she hurt him and by holding back her touch unless she hurt him.
EnsTren: Control was hers.
Edmondia: He was hers.
EnsTren: And she'd control him because otherwise he'd touch her and make her feel weak and helpless and dirty. And then he'd put it in her and hurt her and rape her and she'd bleed and bleed and would bleed to death but he'd heal her so he could put it in her again.
Edmondia: But he was hers now. She could do whatever she wanted to him.
EnsTren: So she'd hurt him. Gozaburo taught her fear and pain were the best ways to get control.
Edmondia: ...even though she already had it.
Edmondia: And she couldn't... do that to him because he'd lived through it once already and he wouldn't care if she did.
EnsTren: After all, things like that had happened to her and she learned to just put it behind her when they happened again. No she had to keep control over him so it was good to hurt him.
EnsTren: And to hurt him that wasn't the answer...and it was distasteful and manly. She didn't want to lower herself to his level.
Edmondia: ...even though he hadn't done... that, exactly.
EnsTren: Turning her into this mockery of human existance was close enough in a diffrent way in her estimation, a whole other way of doing that.
EnsTren: He had threatened it though.
Edmondia: ...he had screamed about that.
EnsTren: She hadn't blieved his threats after a while she remembered, and he had dragged her by the hair screaming to prove he was capable of that, or at least letting others and... He hadn't... she had begged enough and he had stopped and she never doubted that threat again.
Edmondia: ...he cried after that.
EnsTren: Espically when he found out how old she had been at the time.
Edmondia: ...Seth was not pretty when he was angry.
EnsTren: It had frightened her badly, she had run from him until she was lost in her own house and then passed out curled up in a fireplace.

She reasoned that his reaction was something like sympathy, which despite what most believed was not beyond Seto's comprehension. She had no sympathy for failures simply because she had never failed before.
Edmondia: Seth... liked her.
EnsTren: He didn't.
EnsTren: She didn't know what he felt towards her but it wasn't a positive emotion.
Edmondia: ...not when he stared at her and called her 'goddess' - he was not in love with her no matter how much it seemed like he did!
EnsTren: Because he was trying to get to her heart so she would spread her legs for him and then he'd hurt her and and kill her heart.
Edmondia: ...even though he ran her baths and made her breakfast and smiled at her and let her tear out his skin with her fingernails.
EnsTren: She'd play servant and cut off her own skin if it meant getting something that she wanted.
Edmondia: ...but if he wanted it... more than once... wouldn't he want to keep her around?
EnsTren: If it was something she needed she'd do more.
EnsTren: She only assigned the basest most contemptable urges to men.
Edmondia: ...even if he wasn't... really... like most other... boys...
EnsTren: He was worse--they never touched her, and she doubted any of them had paid for a whore, like Seth... even if his whore had been her.
Edmondia: ...even if... he was... was...
EnsTren: A man!
EnsTren: She must remember that. A man who had told her secret!
Edmondia: ...maybe she should rent him out to Anzu, then he'd know how it felt!
Edmondia: He certainly wouldn't enjoy himself - he was in love with her, not Anzu!
EnsTren: No, men couldn't love.
Edmondia: He just... wanted only her. And... attended only to her.
Edmondia: ...he belonged to her!
EnsTren: So she could sell him out if she wanted to. And she could hurt him if she wanted to.
Edmondia: ...Anzu shouldn't be pinching hte butt of her property!
EnsTren: Only she could do that! Just like she was the only one that could hurt him!
Edmondia: She would have to slap her tomorrow!
EnsTren: No, that would be too demonstrative, she would glare and sneer and have "Siren" deliver a message.
Edmondia: Touching her things was not allowed.
EnsTren: And if Seth continued to allow it, for men were base creatures and liked things like that--well she'd just have to hurt him more!
Edmondia: ...even if he had yelped and jumped away and hidden behind her when Anzu had done that.
EnsTren: That was him kissing up again.
Edmondia: ...he had probably liked it!
EnsTren: Because men were like that.
Edmondia: ...even if he was shaking and had spent the rest of the afternoon tucked close to his cousin's side.
EnsTren: He was trying to deceive her with his actions.
Edmondia: Even if Atemu had spent the rest of the time glaring at Anzu and holding Seth as though he would break.
EnsTren: No one ever held her like that.
Edmondia: ...she wasn't going to think about him holding her like that!
EnsTren: Because then he'd start touching her like that again.
Edmondia: He wouldn't be gentle with her.
EnsTren: He'd take and hurt and make her bleed and bruise.
Edmondia: ...he'd never made her bleed or bruise... before...
EnsTren: Because he had been being careful to gain her trust so he could hurt her horribly later.
EnsTren: Besides, hadn't she felt his thing though his pants, felt him frott against her, heard him try to get the right for intercureal? He wanted to make her bleed and that was the proof.
Edmondia: Because he wouldn't want to hurt her skin or her lips or her hair.
EnsTren: No--there would be bruises from gripping and squeezing too hard, accidents; abrasions from a collar and being tied down. She'd bleed and bruise horribly on the inside, her heart and There where he wouldn't see, so he could have a pretty whore that he could punish.
EnsTren: Well that was Seto's edge on him then! She wasn't half of afraid of leaving marks where she could see them.
Edmondia: ...he'd thrown up when she told him about the collar.
EnsTren: She liked that as she had been the only one throwing up before.
EnsTren: She could hurt him on the inside too.
Edmondia: ...she could... do anything to him.
EnsTren: She liked that!
Edmondia: He was all hers and he would never ever ever complain - he worshipped her.
EnsTren: Because of the bond and he wanted... to put it in her.
EnsTren: Well she'd hurt him and hurt him and control him completely!
EnsTren: He deserved it.
Edmondia: ...he wanted only her...
Edmondia: Couldn't she... take advantage of that?
EnsTren: NO ONE should want HER.
Edmondia: ...but he liked her - no he didn't!
EnsTren: He liked her in the way he wanted to put it in her. Not the good way. Men were barely capable with it with each other.
Edmondia: ...even if Seth did adore his cousin.
EnsTren: He was able to because he was also a male.
Edmondia: ...boys weren't supposed to be that close.
EnsTren: To her.
Edmondia: ...why did he keep smiling at her?
EnsTren: She didn't trust boys. The only thing worse than boys and men were American boys and men. She had read too much about fraternity gang rapes than was good for her.

Edmondia: (actually, the thought has been nagging at me that she could very easily rape him)
EnsTren: (yes but she is all sex=bad and hurt and bleeding)
Edmondia: (yes, I know, which throws a wrench into the whole idea)
Edmondia: (so then I started wondering what would happen if she got drugged)
Edmondia: (...things went downhill from there)
EnsTren: (I can see her rubbing up against him and hurting him at the same time as getting him aroused "This is what you want isn't it?!" sort of insanity bit)
Edmondia: (...she also tied him to the bed and is severely freaking him out)
EnsTren: (she looks mad and wild and untameable and she hates him)
Edmondia: (he looks hunted and haunted and terrified)
EnsTren: (she likes that, he does that to her with his very presence and when she tries to do it back... until now he smiled)
Edmondia: (but now he's having flashbacks and can't reach for his shadows and is about to have a hysterical fit)
EnsTren: (And she's unzipped his pants and presses his length with her hand between her legs, "You want to put it there, you want me to take my pants off and sit on it, you want to make me bleed and take there and there and in my mouth because you're a filthy disgusting male!")
Edmondia: (And he screams and he sobs and he tries to scramble away - "You're not supposed to be like them! You're not you're not you're NOT!")
EnsTren: (But he's tied down and he has a mad hikari on top of him holding his most sensitive organ in a tight grip. A mad hikari whose soul is crazed and riddled with tears and cracks and cuts and scars. "You're like them!" And her hand squeezed too tight and then it was gone, her heat, her light, her grip and weight.)
Edmondia: (And he sobbed and screamed and wanted to go home and curl up in Atemu's arms because he could save him, he could, he wanted his cousin, he wanted his cousin, he wanted his cousin now!)
EnsTren: (She was cutting herself with her own nails as she stalked though the house, pupils dilated and eyes glazed, bumping into walls and doorjambs and bleeding and cutting her face and lips and she hated the bright colors in the darkness and the diamonds in the sky with Lucieal Ball and the Tax paper taxies that rolled though the sand and water that was under her feet but not-)
EnsTren: (She pulled her hair out and clawed and scrached until she found a familiar place and crawled into the fireplace which was never lit and shook and rocked herself unable to sleep.)

Edmondia: ...um, she's gonna not like herself in the morning
EnsTren: she doesn't like herself now
EnsTren: well ever
Edmondia: ...and Seth's regressed a bit
EnsTren: Seto a whole lot
Edmondia: ...more than a bit
EnsTren: whatever it was reacted hella badly with her normal pills
Edmondia: ...pity Mokuba
EnsTren: yes
Edmondia: ...Seth's still tied to the bed
EnsTren: I think she was too messed up to do it well
Edmondia: he's too messed up to do anything about it, I think
Edmondia: he's stuck in his own memories
EnsTren: I think they would come loose with enough struggling
Edmondia: he's not struggling anymore, he's curled up in a tiny ball, screaming his lungs out
EnsTren: and Mokuba being a smart cookie called up Yugi
Edmondia: what does Seto think of that?
EnsTren: Seto's face is bleeding and she's ripped a good chunk of her hair out on the left side of her head and she hasn't slept much and is looking decidedly crazy and not responding to outside stimuli.
Edmondia: ...Yugi's gone to fix her, Yami's gone to fix Seth
EnsTren: and she'd bitten flesh off her fingers/hand I think---though that might be blood from her face that just dripped down onto it
Edmondia: ow.
EnsTren: Seto's screaming her head off at someone that frightens her (can't diffrentiate between Yugi and Atemu at the moment) and scrambled up the chimney
Edmondia: Yugi's coaxing her back down... with light...
EnsTren: She's terrified, in the dark she can't be seen and that's good--hidehide from people that hurt her want to drag her away so men can do filthy bad things to her that will make her bleed.
Edmondia: "Seto-kun... Mokuba's worried about you."
EnsTren: Drip... dripdrip...
EnsTren: Blood is dripping down from where Seto impossibly hid herself, did she open one of her wounds or had she done something else to herself?
Edmondia: "Seto-kun... please come down? For him? He needs to see you, Seto-kun..."
EnsTren: No response, none none none! She didn't exist, no one could find her up here, no one. The voice was trying to coax her out so it could find her hiding place and stopper it up and then dragdragdrag her away.
Edmondia: "...neesama?" Sadsadworryworryhurthurt voice.
EnsTren: Who's that? What's that?
EnsTren: Bitebitebite. Tense and squeeze tight.
Edmondia: "Neesama?" SadworryhurttensionFear.
EnsTren: Push and tense and make it harder to be taken out, making self quieter because pushpushpush leaves less room for shiftingshiftingsounds.
EnsTren: Quietquiet... the voices would go away soon.
Edmondia: "Seto-kun...?" Quietquietsadsadsoftsoft voice. Hurt and light and sobsobsobcryingsad.
EnsTren: Quietquietshhh... bedead or bedead. The voices always went away eventually.
Edmondia: "Neesama..." Sob. Sobsobsobsobsob.
Edmondia: "Mokuba-kun..." Rustle. Softer now. "Mokuba-kun, it's okay, Seto loves you..."
EnsTren: Scratchscratchscratch. Bleeddripdripdrop/
Edmondia: "Neesama! Neesama, come out, please neesama?!"
EnsTren: Can'tbreathe, toohottoocold, spinningchokingsweating, tinglingmadness. Mustescape!
EnsTren: She moved higher.
Edmondia: "SETO-KUN!""
Edmondia: Light.
Edmondia: Dark.
Edmondia: Sleep.
EnsTren: NO! Mustn't sleep. Comes whensleeping anddragsdrags andchokeswith collar and drags and and!
Edmondia: Tiny perfect little baby-soft hands gripping her fingers. Sadsadsadsad grayblue eyes. Little child.
EnsTren: She bit her hand. HardHardHARDER.
EnsTren: It sould make the confusion and the twisting and everything bad except for him go away. But it didn't work!
EnsTren: Run~!
Edmondia: Softsoftsoft hands. Baby tiny hands. She couldn't move!
EnsTren: (I think seth needs to see how fucked up seto is, that it wasn't her that did that, not really)
EnsTren: She screamed!
Edmondia: (he's currently mentally ten)
Edmondia: "Seto-kun, I have to purge the poison from you now - I'm sorry!"
EnsTren: (I'd place Seto about there too, but in a more crazy self destructive way)
Edmondia: (he's... exactly as he was before - desperately possessive of his cousin and screaming and running from anyone else)
EnsTren: She struggled she kicked and thrashed and hated and feared. And she knew exactly what she feared even if she did not name them even in her mind. She could call up images of it and worse memories--and thinking Yugi was going to do those awful things.
Edmondia: Tears. On her face. "I'm sorry, Seto-kun."
Edmondia: Light.
EnsTren: Hand. On. Her. Breast. Seth. HOWL!
Edmondia: Light. Mokuba-kisses on her cheek.
EnsTren: Kisses. His Kisses. Him touching. Naked. NO!
Edmondia: Light. Light and warm and lovelovelove...
EnsTren: There is no love! There is no warmth! There is no light!
Edmondia: Light. Sweet indulgent forever and ever deepdeepdeeper than oceans of gentleness.
EnsTren: She curled into a small tight ball, fingers digging into her scalp and cutting and sliding and slicing and there was blood and scabs and hate and fear.
EnsTren: Gentleness was an illusion, a shallow puddle to hide the horribleness. The sweet honeyed words for her to uncurl so pain could happen again.
Edmondia: Soft hands slid through her hair and soothed the ache - lightlightlightlightlight - forever and ever and deeper than forever.
EnsTren: There was no light in her.
Edmondia: Light was warm and strong and gentle and pushed away the blood and tears and screaming.
EnsTren: She wanted the light to go away. Spotlight. Light. Showing her to the world. That she was she and for the bad men to find.
Edmondia: ...found her for... her Mokuba?
EnsTren: ...Mokuba... Mokuba shouldn't be here! People would hurt him!
EnsTren: No, by now Mokuba was already hurt.
EnsTren: Duelist Kingdom. Pegasus. Darkness. Failure.
EnsTren: Depression.
Edmondia: Mokuba was... wrapped around her waist?
EnsTren: ...Then it was okay.
EnsTren: She slept.
Edmondia: Yugi sighed and drew away from her, ignoring the blood on his hands. "You alright, Mokuba-kun?"
EnsTren: "No."
Edmondia: "That's what I thought," he murmured, and carefully drew her hair back into place, full and smooth and soft. "Do you know what they gave her?"
EnsTren: "Iie. I know she takes Paxil and some other things though if that will help... Oh... oh no, you didn't... the horomones? You didn't take those out too?"
Edmondia: "I kept in... what she was used to. It... felt different." Like poison. "Her usual stuff I left inside of her."
EnsTren: Mokuba heaved a heavy sigh of relife. "That... that's good then. I read on the side effects, coming off the horomones... moodswings and bad temprament... and none of the other stuff--it might be worse than this."
Edmondia: "...we're lucky I was able to repair the damage to her body... her psyche... I fixed the damage from the poison, but she's... badly hurt inside."
EnsTren: "Onee-sama is always badly hurt inside."
Edmondia: "She's not the only one."
Edmondia: Yami. Tired, sadsadsadsad eyes.
EnsTren: "What did she do to him? I saw... he was tied down and his pants were open... but it didn't smell... like THAT and there wasn't any wetness or blood or dried stuff."
EnsTren: "So I hoped..."
Edmondia: His yami buried his face in his stomach and wrapped his arms around his neck. Not... she didn't... she didn't rape him, beloved, but... she... she touched him - and I think she must have said something to him to make him... break like that.
EnsTren: It wasn't her, not really, Yugi said stubbornly. Look at her, that's not out Seto. She climbed up the chimney as soon as I got close to her.
Edmondia: I know, darling, I know - but... he can't... he can't handle... that kind of treatment. Aibou - I had to rock him to sleep. I know it wasn't her - but he doesn't.
EnsTren: It was the poison in her. Ra Yami, her hands! I was afraid that I couldn't save them. And I can see cracks in her soul where there shouldn't be any.
Edmondia: I know - I know, sweetling, I know - we can't afford to leave them alone anymore.
EnsTren: Yes, they make so many mistakes with each other. Mokuba was kissing her cheek to soothe her and she remembered Seth... Oh it was horrible yami. Small little memories, and some not so small. Horrible in her eyes. When Seth kisses her--the mental turmoil might as well be rape.
Edmondia: ...poor things... hikari-mine... we must stay with them - she's so hurt inside... and... he's broken. They'll - they won't kill one another, they'll drive each other to suicide, and we have to look after Mokuba.
EnsTren: Yes we have to--Put them back together, heal them. We must! Mokuba is a smart child and and very mature for his age but he can't handle this.
Edmondia: She'll panic - should we call Mai?
Edmondia: She needs a girl around, we're too threatening - unless...
Edmondia: And his yami tilted his head up and flashed him a wicked smile.
EnsTren: Unless what? She had a bad reaction to Mokuba!
Edmondia: The poison has left her, sweet light - and you'd make such a lovely girl.
EnsTren: Yugi growled and raised his fist.
EnsTren: Not unless I have to, and she doesn't trust me anyways.
Edmondia: His yami smiled sweetly up at him. Then we'll keep that as a last resort. For now... and he sighed heavily, glancing over at Seto. I managed to... clean Seth up and put him to bed in the guest room, but as soon as he wakes, he'll seek me.
EnsTren: I don't know what Seto will do if he sees either of us, but it won't be good. She hates touch, she hates men, and she hates anything sexual, she fears it all--and I think she's half convinced that if she loses her virginity she's going to bleed to death.
Edmondia: ...and if you're a girl?
EnsTren: Considering how forward Seto usually is I think she might grab my crotch to make sure I am a girl. And that will not make her trust me--just make her feel like I can't hurt her that way.
EnsTren: And I like my dick very much, thank you. I want to keep it.
Edmondia: She needs to feel that someone can't hurt her that way - and I like it too, pretty light.
EnsTren: ...We're going to be getting rid of it!?
Edmondia: ...just think. Boobies.
EnsTren: I like booties better.
Edmondia: You'll still have mine, pretty light.
EnsTren: I thought we were talking about girl anatomy. Face it yami-chan, your butt is flat. Toned and nice! But flat.
Edmondia: Well, you can stare at yourself in the mirror then. I'll help.
EnsTren: ...Maybe.
Edmondia: ...and we can practice making babies?
EnsTren: ...I don't know how she'll react to a sexually active female.
Edmondia: ...hm. Well it'll prove that you won't bleed to death, at least.
EnsTren: I think it's mostly an unconscious thing.
Edmondia: ...but you could talk to her about it, couldn't you, beloved?
EnsTren: ...Yami-chan... I saw it, Gozaburo... he had been dragging her off to be raped, I saw it in her mind but he stopped because she begged enough. And he laughed at her and said just as well, she'd probably bleed to death if he did.
Edmondia: ...Seth survived.
EnsTren signed off at 12:23:17 AM.