2 Chapter 2:
"hold up... Back up... So you're telling me ... I gotta deal with all of you for real now, not just in my brain when i occasionally act like im talking to y'all? Making up random interactions to fill my boredom?..."
After those words were said it was like a record was taken off the turn table and everyone in the room slowly looked at him. Feeling a bit unnerved about the sudden change in atmosphere he was about to finish his thoughts thinking he shouldn't have left that sentence open ended a bad speech habit he recognizes but refuses to fix.
Alas it was too late. Several veins seemed to form on her head as she heard his response to her explaining their situation. Rosaria beathed an audible breath before a sound resounded in the room with everyone but Kari nodding their head in agreement.
"Wha--" Rosaria didn't even begin to fathom his response before she brutally interrupted him.
"That's what you take out of this?! That?! Not that you have woken up with characters you made, having conversations talking to you or who knows what forced us into this place of who knows what, not the 2 moons we're jus casually ignoring for some reason... "
She was about to continue her rant before she abruptly stopped and thought about a few things inwardly just as the atmosphere of the room got a little dark, Kari responded with words he'd practiced for years and his answer would never change if someone else asked him this question.
"Well for 1. I'm here even though id prefer to be dead, you know this, heck im sure all of you know exactly, and i do mean EXACTLY how much I previously just wished for death to waltz right up to me."
As he said this he emphasized the second sentence and the very end of it before walking over to where Rosa stood, He patted Rosaria's head lazily, yawning a bit before he continued not leaving room for his other children as he had perceived them to interrupt him.
"2. Now I'm stuck with you, so cant wantonly waltz in front of a idiot pointing a gun at me now that, not that i had the balls to do it before but my point is, its not just my life but characters I've written, i may not wish to live but that doesnt mean you don't."
He continued speaking as if he was on the train tracks with breaks that would only halt at the final stop, though they all looked at him and felt a pang in their hearts.
"This situation begs a question if you guys are me hallucinating or not but seeing as I actually felt you punching me I know cause the pain is definitely still lingering, that aside the main reason I ain't worried about it. Guys let me ask y'all a question."
As he said that all of them perked up in regards to him speaking. They looked at him wondering what he'd say next.
"Do you really think id be upset about leaving my world? Like seriously with how much my family was basically a den of criminals with no lingering sense of loyalty, just a bunch of drama queens with too much power, and those of us in the family who did get rich didn't care about those of us not around them, let alone, do we really need to talk about the same people who raised me blatantly throwing me into a blatant legal and proverbial catch-22, the same people who actively act like i dont exist and only hate me not because of things I've done but things my ancestor's did? Do you really think I'd complain about being in a world without them. I'll let that sink you, you tell me why I seem so accepting of this. Man I honestly wanna thank whatever brought me here. They had enough sense to bring my comfortable bed with me."
