[Sayori is still so disoriented from that flash of whatever it was that Monika's words don't sink in immediately. She shuts her eyes tight for a moment like the darkness might help her shake it off, and only then do the words start to make sense.] Huh?
[It's a cold, piercing feeling, like ice crystallizing in her chest. Her hand falls away from her face, held instead at her chest in a withdrawn posture. She looks at Monika again, uncomprehending.] But—
[Why? What did she do wrong? It must be because of whatever that feeling was. Sayori's reaction must have scared her off. Of course it did; why would this random girl want to deal with something like that?
A nervous laugh bubbles out of her.] I'm sorry, I didn't mean to be rude. I think the heat just made me feel funny, ahaha!
ouchie!
[It's a cold, piercing feeling, like ice crystallizing in her chest. Her hand falls away from her face, held instead at her chest in a withdrawn posture. She looks at Monika again, uncomprehending.] But—
[Why? What did she do wrong? It must be because of whatever that feeling was. Sayori's reaction must have scared her off. Of course it did; why would this random girl want to deal with something like that?
A nervous laugh bubbles out of her.] I'm sorry, I didn't mean to be rude. I think the heat just made me feel funny, ahaha!