The gulf of time between her actions and their consequences is having a confusing effect on Canada's mindset. Her heart had been pounding in terror, her hands had been shaking with adrenaline, her body had been soaked with sweat. She had been ready to fight. She had been ready to be broken. And it just kept not happening. This day just kept going. The tension kept building but she couldn't get any tenser so was, perversely, relaxing instead.

Was this the plan? To have her twitch and sweat herself out before the fight?

... did they [i]need[/i] to have a plan like that?

She stopped paying attention to the pagentry and started to focus on her opponent, this [i]god[/i]. Were they smiling? Were they actually having fun? Had they really broken their habit of years to come down to this planet to laugh and watch people kneel before them? Was this their best life, right here? 

Was there anything below the surface [i]at all[/i]?

[Pierce the Mask: [b]11[/b]. Is he [i]actually[/i] enjoying all of this?]