"Oh, that's simple enough," Kuon replied softly, watching the sake swirl in her cup as she gently tipped it.
"When my parents passed, I didn't grieve. No crying, no tantrums, no mourning or asking for them back," she explained. "My grandparents, my aunts and uncles, cousins, all of them... they kept asking me about it, asking who I wanted to live with, all of those things. Apparently I was very unsettling and uncanny, even back then - I mostly remember sort of shrugging because I wasn't sure of how to navigate anything. By the time the funeral rolled around, I still didn't feel anything or have anything to say... that's about when I started hearing them call me a heartless doll for the first time."
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"When my parents passed, I didn't grieve. No crying, no tantrums, no mourning or asking for them back," she explained. "My grandparents, my aunts and uncles, cousins, all of them... they kept asking me about it, asking who I wanted to live with, all of those things. Apparently I was very unsettling and uncanny, even back then - I mostly remember sort of shrugging because I wasn't sure of how to navigate anything. By the time the funeral rolled around, I still didn't feel anything or have anything to say... that's about when I started hearing them call me a heartless doll for the first time."