Asmoldking's grinning ear to ear, eyes locked on the chat monitor that's turned into a straight-up warzone. He lets the silence sit for a couple seconds just to make the tension thicker, then turns to Ray with that spark in his eyes, straight-up provoking.
"Chat's losing their minds yelling for this, Ray. They saying you too quiet. Hime just asked Sasha and Luna straight up if they still wanna take lives even when there's another way. What about you? You rocking with how Hime's framing it? Or you leaning more toward what they said?"
Ray lets out a slow breath. Face stays blank, but inside his head he's already heated.
'I just wanted to sit here quiet… why the fuck you keep dragging me into this?'
He answers short, voice flat.
"I get what Hime's saying about another way. Synth meat's a thing. But I also get Sasha and Luna's side. Not everybody can just flip like that. Some people's whole life depends on it. So… I can't say they're completely wrong."
