@paulmitting 3: how you react when Ayla said this to Uiharu.
Misaka leaned against the edge of the room, her voice barely above a whisper, laced with an undercurrent of sadness. “You really don’t want to be here with me face to face, do you?” Her eyes, searched Ayla’s for any hint of understanding or empathy. However, Ayla remained steadfastly focused on the report sprawled out before her, the glow of the screen illuminating her stern features, casting shadows that deepened the lines of her concentration.
“Nope,” Ayla replied, her tone curt and unyielding. The word hung in the air, flat and dismissive, devoid of any warmth. It was a stark contrast to the vulnerability Misaka had just laid bare.
With a heavy sigh, Misaka felt the weight of the silence wrap around them, oppressive and stifling. “Then why not just do a video call? Or you could use my contact information to handle our meetings that way. It might make things easier for both of us,” she suggested, her voice tinged with a mix of hope and resignation.
Ayla paused, her fingers stilling on the keyboard for a brief moment as she considered the proposition. She glanced up, her expression inscrutable, a mask of professionalism that concealed any flicker of emotion. “As tempting as that idea might be,” she replied, the hint of a smirk ghosting her lips before it faded away, “I’m not going to let you off that easily. You really don’t deserve any leniency.” There was a steeliness to her voice, a reminder that her role was not just to facilitate but to enforce the boundaries set by authority.
“Furthermore,” Ayla continued, her gaze piercing, “Anti-Skill and Judgment have mandated that I keep a close eye on you during our meetings. They suspect you could easily manipulate footage involving your twin sister, using it to create distractions while you plot something under my nose. They want me here, in person, to ensure that both of you are present and accounted for.”