dramatispersonae

KUNZITE

[The room is circular and surrounded by a series of ionic columns, the floor and ceiling stretching overhead fashioned out of cracked, white stone. The area beyond the columns is pitch black, and the room itself is lit only by dimly flickering candles. The candles rest on top of a stone table, which sits in the middle of the room.

And next to the candles rest four numbered boxes]

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Wait, how's this supposed to work? Do we just say, "oh, I'd like to give up my sight" and that's it? Or are we talking eye-gouging here?

You may take your sight with the knife if you wish, or you may let me take it. I will be cleaner.

Cleaner, huh...

[still is definitely dripping blood on your nice floor, whoops.]

Will removing your sense of taste take your tongue?

You can take out your own tongue, or I will simply remove the sense. It will not hurt any less, but you will at least still have it.

Sounds like letting her do whatever would be the better choice.

[STILL TALKING TO THE PERSONA]

Take my sense of taste, then.

[Suddenly your tongue begins to burn with piercing, white hot pain. This lasts for a few moments, before it slowly begins to fade. When it’s gone completely, and while there are no visible injuries, you can't seem to taste a single thing in your mouth.]