[The glower returned, if for nothing but a second. This would be the exact reaction that those of Despair would want - for her to suffer, to Despair, knowing that her father loved her and sought the best for not only her, but the others; knowing that they all were happy for two years, until they took away their memories and turned them against each other. Though she no doubt enjoyed him making fun of his death, she would not give them the reaction he wanted. Never would she do so.
However, his next words grab her attention entirely.
There's at least that: whilst she necessarily can't say she agrees with him, she does share his viewpoint about the deceased classmates - those that are dead should remain dead. Her opinion could be taken in any way, but it's not that she wanted any of them to have died, no, but that was the natural balance placed in the world. Death is eternal; no one can return to life. Yet, the late students had defied that rule with their revival. It was... odd. Certainly something she had yet to understand. Granted, she had yet to really communicate with one of her late - er, formerly-late classmates in regards to investigation. Be that as it may, his words had temporarily broken the stoic expression on the detective's features, now softening into a surprised yet curious look.]
...You've met with them, then? Those that were killed.
[In all honesty, she's genuinely curious to know who he had met: Maizono, Ikusaba, Kuwata, Fujisaki, Oowada, Ishimaru, Yamada, Ludenberg-- no, Yasuhiro, Oogami, and then last but not least, the one behind them all, Enoshima. Out of the eleven, she's only sure of one, the latter. The leader of 'Super High-School Level Despair'; his leader.
Her interest was nothing but a fleeting spark, for it now all drains from her face once again, as he now begins his tirade. Never had she discredited him for all his hard work - after all, as he said, everything would not have been possible, had he not created it. However, she mentioned that he wasn't of any concern to her, meaning that she did not view him as big of a threat as Junko. He should have been grateful for that: not being classified as that dangerous to be apprehended. Ah, whatever. She certainly didn't expect someone like him to understand the benefits behind her words, no matter how cold they were. Nonetheless, he's addressed with the same stern tone, followed by a light swat at his hand which tugged at her lone braid.]
Do not put words into my mouth, Oshiro-kun. I merely said that you were the least of my priorities. I was not insulting your 'intelligence', but why put so much effort in defeating something petty when heading straight to the problem would be the most efficient solution? Your contribution to the organisation has been noted, yes, but our main focus is Junko Enoshima.
[It was similar to what she and the others were planning on doing with the fifteen students that were followers of Junko. In light of the fact that what they did was horrible and that only death could compensate for, they had decided to give them another chance by removing their memories. The same procedure could have been done to the male in front of her. Therefore, the detective did not care much about the part he played. How to handle him would be discussed with the powers that be and her associates.]
