[It's an extremely appealing narrative, one Misa instinctively wants to cling to. It would be so much nicer to believe her Other was just a good girl caught up in a world of bad men, trapped between torturers and murderers and doing the best she could to survive. The people surrounding her were certainly dangerous, and terrible things were certainly done to her.]
[Maybe a year ago she could have twisted her echoes into matching that story. It would have been a much easier pill to swallow than the one she finds herself choking on now. But Misa knows too much. She felt the smile rise to her face at the prospect of murdering someone, felt a blush touch her cheeks knowing that she had killed countless people on her lover's behalf. It was all that woman's choice. She did it willingly, and happily.]
No.
[She says the world plainly, but without any room for doubt.]
I know she wanted to help Kira because he avenged her parents. And I know that she was in love with Light beyond all reason. She found him. She wanted to do it. The way she felt, this happiness bubbling up talking about killing L...
[Misa shivers, ducking her head back against Lazarus's chest. She has no love for L, everything she has seen has convinced her that he was a dangerous criminal. But feeling that kind of glee at the thought of killing anyone is a disturbing thing, even if the happiness stemmed from making Light happy— maybe especially then. The longer the thought lingers, the less that motivation seems to make the situation any better.]
I don't know why Rem wanted to protect someone like that. I don't know why that woman loved someone like Light. He can't have loved her, if Rem saw him as a threat.
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[Maybe a year ago she could have twisted her echoes into matching that story. It would have been a much easier pill to swallow than the one she finds herself choking on now. But Misa knows too much. She felt the smile rise to her face at the prospect of murdering someone, felt a blush touch her cheeks knowing that she had killed countless people on her lover's behalf. It was all that woman's choice. She did it willingly, and happily.]
No.
[She says the world plainly, but without any room for doubt.]
I know she wanted to help Kira because he avenged her parents. And I know that she was in love with Light beyond all reason. She found him. She wanted to do it. The way she felt, this happiness bubbling up talking about killing L...
[Misa shivers, ducking her head back against Lazarus's chest. She has no love for L, everything she has seen has convinced her that he was a dangerous criminal. But feeling that kind of glee at the thought of killing anyone is a disturbing thing, even if the happiness stemmed from making Light happy— maybe especially then. The longer the thought lingers, the less that motivation seems to make the situation any better.]
I don't know why Rem wanted to protect someone like that. I don't know why that woman loved someone like Light. He can't have loved her, if Rem saw him as a threat.