Ah, yeah.

[ Junko's voice sounds like a snake that shed its skin, more comfortable than the bear's voice. It's very boring to pretend to be another character for too long-- especially when she had held up Monokuma's facade, revealed herself, then died right after. For once, in her entire miserable life and death, Junko isn't bored to be just Junko-- at least for a little bit. Besides, if he expects this dreary, apathetic voice and ends up meeting 'another' Junko later, he shouldn't be too surprised. ]

I had so many good friends. A fair share of chisels and some really strong mallets...! But... they're not a lot of use to me now.

[ Mass suicide, global destruction, and a trash compactor made sure of that. The camera pans as she walks over to the chair the bear was sitting on, and a single, sharp red nail pokes into the stuffing of its head, toppling it over onto the floor.

She knows better than to show more of herself, yet. ]

But as of right now, I'm practically a tourist! Not even the dignity to call me a cab. I've been involved in better kidnappings.