[She didn't think her ears could pin back any further, but then he does that fucking spin—
Ilsa wants to look away... It's too painful, her eyes hurt, they're burning!!! But this is like a massive airship wreck that's unfolding before her very eyes—the kind that is so terrifying that you can't help but stare and do nothing but.
There is so much going on, so much about this ensemble that is trying to draw her attention, and she doesn't know where to look!!!]
No, I hate it. [Valo whines in agreement.] Did you wake up feeling sick this morning?
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Ilsa wants to look away... It's too painful, her eyes hurt, they're burning!!! But this is like a massive airship wreck that's unfolding before her very eyes—the kind that is so terrifying that you can't help but stare and do nothing but.
There is so much going on, so much about this ensemble that is trying to draw her attention, and she doesn't know where to look!!!]
No, I hate it. [Valo whines in agreement.] Did you wake up feeling sick this morning?
[THIS IS THE ONLY EXPLANATION]