[She snorts a laugh, bright and loud, at the very idea. That's Akira's thing!]
Nope! [Her eyes sparkle a bit as she rests her elbows on the table, leaning in as if to share a secret.] If I told you there was a secret, hidden hour in the middle of the night, would you believe me?
[Yeah she never made that connection. Peter is too smart for her!]
Not anymore! [she reassures him, as if that's a reassurance.] But yeah, there was a hidden hour at midnight where normal time would stop and Shadows would emerge. Only people who had the potential to awaken a Persona could be awake during it. Everybody else would be transmogrified into coffins.
[She draws back and moves further down the bar for a moment, grabbing a tray of recently-washed glasses to bring back and start to dry. She is still working, after all!]
(he has never looked more confused in his life. because. time. does. not. stop. it's continuous!!! it's a forward arrow!!! this is fucking with his brain, and he can't control his face, i'm so sorry.)
... But, like, wait. Okay. I can buy time slowing down, because you know, one second on Earth is not the same around the universe, can we settle on time slowing down? Can we do that? -- Wait, coffins? Oh my God, Kotone, is everyone in your universe dead?!
[She hums and shrugs in a way that indicates that she doesn't know about that, she doesn't care about that, and it just is what it is. If it makes Peter feel better! But clocks had stopped during the Dark Hour, so she doubts it.
The second question she can answer firmly, though.]
No, they're not. They turned into coffins during the Dark Hour, and then turned back once it was over, every night. [She died so everyone else would have the chance to live, after all.] We ended the Dark Hour for good, though, so that kind of stuff doesn't happen anymore!
(no, no, kotone, they were moving so slowly it looked like they were stopped, see, this makes so much more sense. illusions... or so he will tell himself for eternity.)
... Very, uh, exciting life at home, hm? I would never have thought. And now, what will you do?
[Well, that's a funny question, isn't it? She doesn't answer immediately, instead just grabbing another tray of freshly-washed glasses to start drying and putting away.]
Well, I guess I'm working in a bar in Aldrip! Oh, and I do the Cooking Club, and the Sewing Club, and sometimes I work at a little café a few streets down. I make sure the Game Parade Arcade stays stocked, too.
[If he's good at reading between the lines, there's no mention of home. Maybe for a reason?]
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... Oh. OH. Okay. Okay, yeah, ok. That kinda helps me understand. But-- how did they not know? Did you go inside people's brains?!
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Nope! [Her eyes sparkle a bit as she rests her elbows on the table, leaning in as if to share a secret.] If I told you there was a secret, hidden hour in the middle of the night, would you believe me?
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What, like, how? Like a day has 25 hours? I mean, I can believe you with all these weird worlds, but you know, that defeats a lot of math, Kotone.
(and the math never lies, so he's whispering a bit of that last part.)
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Not anymore! [she reassures him, as if that's a reassurance.] But yeah, there was a hidden hour at midnight where normal time would stop and Shadows would emerge. Only people who had the potential to awaken a Persona could be awake during it. Everybody else would be transmogrified into coffins.
[She draws back and moves further down the bar for a moment, grabbing a tray of recently-washed glasses to bring back and start to dry. She is still working, after all!]
That's when we would fight Shadows.
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... But, like, wait. Okay. I can buy time slowing down, because you know, one second on Earth is not the same around the universe, can we settle on time slowing down? Can we do that? -- Wait, coffins? Oh my God, Kotone, is everyone in your universe dead?!
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The second question she can answer firmly, though.]
No, they're not. They turned into coffins during the Dark Hour, and then turned back once it was over, every night. [She died so everyone else would have the chance to live, after all.] We ended the Dark Hour for good, though, so that kind of stuff doesn't happen anymore!
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... Very, uh, exciting life at home, hm? I would never have thought. And now, what will you do?
(ahahahaha)
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[Well, that's a funny question, isn't it? She doesn't answer immediately, instead just grabbing another tray of freshly-washed glasses to start drying and putting away.]
Well, I guess I'm working in a bar in Aldrip! Oh, and I do the Cooking Club, and the Sewing Club, and sometimes I work at a little café a few streets down. I make sure the Game Parade Arcade stays stocked, too.
[If he's good at reading between the lines, there's no mention of home. Maybe for a reason?]