[Even Dipper's attitude doesn't seem to bother Pacifica; that same small smile remains on her face. She doesn't have to see her parents ever again.
But, of course, nothing The feeling is immediately followed by one of intense guilt, of course; how much of a monster is she, to not care for her parents? The newfound freedom and anxious guilt fight it out until, finally, the guilt wins out, and the smile slips from Pacifica's face slowly. Her eyes flicker towards Dipper, and she swallows.]
Northwests, like, don't rebel. And if they do--it ends poorly.
[Like it would for her if she went back. Her voice is oddly quiet, almost solemn, but she quickly flashes Dipper one of her bright, cocky smiles before returning to her normal demeanor.]
ok but paz in a stereotypical rebellious phase
But, of course, nothing The feeling is immediately followed by one of intense guilt, of course; how much of a monster is she, to not care for her parents? The newfound freedom and anxious guilt fight it out until, finally, the guilt wins out, and the smile slips from Pacifica's face slowly. Her eyes flicker towards Dipper, and she swallows.]
Northwests, like, don't rebel. And if they do--it ends poorly.
[Like it would for her if she went back. Her voice is oddly quiet, almost solemn, but she quickly flashes Dipper one of her bright, cocky smiles before returning to her normal demeanor.]
So, like, we're stuck. Awesome. What now?