I would hurt you or use you. | you unsettle me. | I dislike you or you annoy me. | I would like to get to know you better. | I pity you. | you confuse me. | I feel indifferent towards you. | I would be friends with you. | I would fight by your side. | I would hug you or hold your hand. | I would kiss you. | I would sleep with you. | I would lie for you. | I would protect you. | I would fall in love with you. | I would kill for you | I respect you. | you are my family. | I don’t know you.

“…Thanks, Cut. Ah…Sorry. Ah’m sorry.”

“Ah ... I’m so-orry, again. I d-didn’t mean to ruin the fun--!” Well, it wasn’t necessarily ‘fun’’, Amazon--

“So, If I asked you to turn into one of Light’s failures for a little fun, would you be in?” 

Now she was gathering logs that were chopped down. ... Did she just hear someone say ‘Timber’? It sounded faint though. Ignoring her better judgement, she continued to gather more logs ... that was until one that was new cut landed on her head. Harp let out a squeak as she was hit, letting go all the logs that she collected and landing on her rear head. The purple Robot Master rubbing the top of her head as she was seeing stars.

“I’m still deciding the best way to do it.” Maybe something involving Cut’s own weapon? That’d be nice and poetic.