Joke.[break][break]

Noun. Something said or done to cause laughter. Was she good with jokes? No. Humor was not a required attribute to weaponry. Comedic effect bounced off her without a second thought. Maybe it was her. This wasn't funny. Maybe it was the world. This wasn't funny. Maybe the exaggerated actions of their leader just weren't funny. Minako was right, of course. She would be fine. Systems show nothing wrong with her form now that she's been able to cease battle. But...[break][break]

Expression blank, more so than common outlook. As if she was forcing it blank, the false consciousness wearing a mask of apathy as she stood right back up. More was needed. Maybe not in this second, but before the night ended the Fool would require more. Room exited. Aqua scanning kitchen like a grid, potential nutrients grabbed and piled into one unwavering palm. Water grabbed moments later before returning to last destination. Her side. The one place she must never part from. A tricky mission. Because one day Minako will die. She will not. She was never alive to die. Was the other? The more she watched her leader, the more she saw how she acted. Was she alive? Questions of empathy require human minds, analysis stored for later interview request. Request added to the Kirijo database as urgent. Aegis wanted her to be alive. It was the one want that made her question sentience. Off track. Information is spreading hectic through her archives, ending self communication and confliction. Boosting awareness and visual alert.[break][break]

"Apology is noted, unneeded in such regard. However, before team arrival I suggest forming apology to the others. Not for this, for the calculated repetitive nature of it." This wasn't the first time she's been so exhausted after a battle. Just the first time she fell in front of everyone. Vitals always on watch, mental strain shown on constant visual to the watching eye of non human. Aegis knew more than she lets on, an observer to keep alive the few hopes of defeating evil. Primary objective protection, secondary nurture, tertiary destruction of all that oppose them. That was her role now. She took it seriously. Excuses rang through to explain her sudden verbal assault. Explain what's to come. No nerves, yet she feels on edge. No blood yet she sees thin haze of red. Illusions. Imaginary symptoms that she's read on a hundred times. Emotion status: anger, worry, frustration, fear. [break][break]

"You push too hard and repercussions have begun. You make light of the situation, why is that? Is life light? Do the others take it too serious? Or is it a lack of caring?" Words were hard to form when curious. Her brainwaves lighting up thousands of potential paths that mingle, cross together, clash and destroy each other. She has one thing to say, but her synthesizer quakes amidst the rush of activity in the central systems. "You are human. Life will not last forever. One member has already died. You mourned when it happened. Do you think others will not mourn for you?" Hands gripping the chair she could no longer sit in. Wood cracking beneath inhuman strength she has not yet had checked. Parts of her body falling apart for reasons unknown, further emotion she could not feel. Aegis could predict, however. If Minako died, she would fall apart. Physically, internally, mechanically. Situation too complicated for a machine to understand. Requesting second meeting within the Kirijo calender. Urgent.[break][break]

"If behavior continues, I will be forced to take measures." She would bring all of Tartarus down to its fucking knees herself if it came to that. Imprisonment of their Leader, bringing forward other allies to ensure she listens, the world would not stop and neither would Aegis in this regard. She knew that. The human girl had to know that too, right? "You are at risk. I am meant to eliminate all risks. If situation is not handled, we will be at odds. I will fight you to save you, but I do not want to. Have you understood what is being said?"