I, Too, Eat At McDonald’s Every Day To Support Jeanne, Jalter, and JASL.
Make sure that you, as god-fearing, hating, or ambivalent French 15th century peasants, pay homage to them as well by ordering exactly seven and a half (7 ½) Mcnuggets™ and four (4) french fries. Sauce allowed.
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Fate Jeanne really is just so goddamn pure though to spontaneously and without any thought whatsoever immediately accept and love a bastardized copy of herself created by a crazy fanatic that has killed hundreds as a “little sister”.
Jalter HERSELF is still Jeanne in there somewhere, too, to varying degrees. She KNOWS what she is, and she hates it, so she has a terrible inferiority complex, but apparently still does have a degree of affection for this insanely loving woman that just accepted her without any thought whatsoever.
JASL comes in and actually just feels pathetic because she doesn’t have the tragic backstory her older versions have and feels denied of purpose beyond “fake santa” but Jeanne goes out of her way to make sure she feels valid and real (”You have your own dream…”) and Jalter feels super uncomfortable around her because she’s essentially a reminder of Jalter’s own insecurity and failures but she still tries her best to give advice in the most tsundere way possible, because under all the edge and apathy and resentment she’s still Jeanne at her core
Their whole dynamic is so weird and intricate it’s incredible to think and write about, I love them so much