[h2][center]Alter Ego - Meltryllis[/center][/h2]
At the mere mention of not being called a monster, Meltryllis scoffed and leaned against the back wall of the elevator car. 'Not a monster' was something that she couldn't accept. She was certainly [i]more[/i] than human, yes, but her own encounter with a certain Master on the Far Side of the Moon made her confident in how different she truly was. To treat her as anything [i]but[/i] a monster was a fool's errand, and it just so happened that she had a fool right in front of her.

"You really don't understand, do you?" she asked, her voice a bit quieter this time around. "We Alter Egos—though I guess that only I exist at the moment—were made to deny humans. If you called me here not to seek my power as a weapon, then I can only assume this entire summoning was a fluke, an unfortunate stroke of luck."

The turn of the conversation towards getting prosthetic limbs—in other words, throwing away her very identity—caused the purple-haired Servant to immediately flare up, though. Though she hated BB as a being at her core, to simply throw away a fundamental part of herself was something that she wouldn't accept.

"Listen here, you—" she began to say, only to hear that her Master had finally found the resolve to stand up to her. Even if it was for something as simple as pressing a button on an elevator.

One from which she could not leave without either breaking through the doors (and causing another set of problems to arise) or breaking the image she had been trying to push onto her Master up until now.

She had boxed herself in, both figuratively and literally, without even realizing it.

"...Fine, do as you wish," she hissed, cross with herself more than she was with the girl in front of her. "I just want to leave this cramped space already; unless, of course, you'd like me to slice those doors open instead?"

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