when someone tryna force ship w/ ur muse and it’s like
Old Dentist Chair Syringe — Sinn3er
it’s my headcanon.
But in-game, if you listen to the conversation between her and Dante as they make their way into the Virility factory, Kat mentions how she was kept under drugs just to be kept weak and docile. It left me to conclude that she didn’t like medicine, nor the neglect and dismissive treatment.
Also, from what I assume, I think that many authoritative figures and high-end job roles are occupied by demons only. It’s all a matter of keeping everything under the demonic control. Kat doesn’t like demons— she doesn’t like doctors, who are demons. She doesn’t trust herself in their care, because she knows what they’ll do— nothing, only make it worse. It brings back bad memories and she chooses to avoid them best she can.
"Is this game about romance—" he pressed the Start button and took
a look at the screen, seeing a rather bright menu with a boy with very spiky
hair holding a giant key. "A game about a young locksmith that falls in
love with a princess.”, the dictator chuckled lightly and chose ‘New Game’,
this shouldn’t be too difficult—not that he cared about the video-game, he just
wanted to spend some time with the medium after not having her around for
such a long time. "Alright, dear—which difficulty should we pick?",
probably half-term so this could even be playable without giving him an
aneurism or something.
"Depends. If you want to focus on the story,
choose easy. If not, go for normal or hard.”
A shrug and a smile was granted whilst she
shifted her position, comfortably settling lax
against the cushioning. She loved moments
where he wasn’t so tense— every now and
then she got him to pull away. Breath was
husked outward as she waited for him to
proceed, and fingers drummed rhythmically
along her thigh.
“There’s some Disney characters in this game,
I think. Princesses, Mickey, Minnie, others—
last I checked, anyway.”