[ It isn't something she's properly explained to anyone, simply because she's tried to block it all out. The other memories surrounding it are of her atop the castle, commanding an army of people wearing monokuma masks to go out and kill, harm and cause destruction while Mahiru had taken pictures of her to spread their influence even further. ]

Perhaps not entirely, but it was still my hands and my mouth that issued the orders and harmed others.

[ She blinks when he seems to stop after that though, the "oh my god" making her blink. ]

What is it?

[ It's where his eyes land that has her pause as well. It isn't as though she'd forgotten, more that they are something she actually feels proud of, in a strange way. Her finger reaches to trace one mark, before it flattens against the skin. ]

It is not as bad as it may look, Asher.