"Oh... I was having trouble creating new roles for my acting... And everyone kept giving me offers to play the same sort of roles over and over. I knew I should be glad that people wanted to work with me, but I kept hearing the same things over and over and it felt like I... like they didn't want me. They just wanted that one character," she said softly. "And while I wasn't getting harassed on set the way I had in school... it was still lonely. And Moko said that getting typecast as a bully was like losing... So I was going to turn the roles all down. But teacher took the phone away and told them that I needed more time to think. Then he lectured me a while about how I had to learn to play the bully roles different... But I told him I didn't know how... so he gave me the assignment to help me learn to build a role that I had no knowledge of. A young boy. His son. He gave me a lot of really confusing information. But apparently I did a good job anyway. I only got to be his son for a short time... but I really liked it. It.. was kind of nice having a father," she said, kind of sheepishly now. Like she was admitting some great flaw. Then she perked up again. "But he told me even after the assignment, I was still his son. I even got to say goodbye to him at the airport..."

Oddly, for Kyoko, her emotions were... very even as she spoke. Small rises and dips, but nothing as strong as her usual. More in typical human ranges.