No. This can't go down like this. In a flash, extreme anxiety and worry come to a boil, turning into something different.
Get it together, damn it!
“Hold it!” You cry out with unsuppressed vigor. The presence of your timbre startles even you, causing Kaguya to stop dead in her tracks. You take it as a sign that she's listening and continue with no delay; “I've been waiting for you since last night, through two bouts of sleep and what I'm pretty sure would have to be the longest bath in recorded history, avoided getting involved in one of Tewi's shenanigans, and playing that poor Game Boy's batteries into oblivion until you came back, and after all that the best you can give me is 'I don't want to talk about it' and 'it's best to accept reality and move on'? Sorry, buddy, but I haven't been waiting for you all this time just to see you shut me down and run away from me again.”
You didn't even stop to breathe for that. A poor choice maybe, since your longs are still sensitive and sore, but your drive wouldn't allow it to have gone down any other way. You can't tell what she's thinking from her half-turned face; It could be as easily guilt as it could be quiet indifference. Right now, the little things don't matter, so you continue with your rant:
"You just said it's not like you want me to go away, or for this to end, so then why are you letting it?! Why are you so willing to throw away our time together, for the sake of some mysterious threat you won't talk about? What has our friendship meant if you can say you'd rather I either hate you or be unable to remember any of it rather than deal with whatever risk you think there is in me staying?" It's a heartfelt, if desperate, rant. You get what you're feeling off your chest. At the very least she has to know how strongly you feel about this Hopefully she'll be as open as you're being. It's only friggin' fair. “Maybe you are right. Maybe it is dangerous for me to stay here, to the point I could even be killed. I don't care. For all you know, I have just as much a chance of chance dying by getting hit by a bus or something back home than getting hurt or killed by anything here! If it's a choice between dying here by your side, or dying alone out there, I'd rather take the one that lets me be with the person I care about for as long as possible!"
There. You said it. That last, direct, thing. There's a lot of different kinds of emotions that she could associate that statement to, and at this stage you don't really care. As long as she feels similarly, not even the same, it should be fine. Your body shakes and your heart beats fast – this is a a thrill. You're experiencing a rush. Getting things out in the open is a cathartic thrill, even as you dread what Kaguya might say, feeling vulnerable and naked, there's a feeling of accomplishment. This needed to be said. IT was the natural culmination of things. With a slightly quivering, and relatively muted voice, you add, “And I know that sounds incredibly corny, but... it's how I really feel!”
An instant after you're done, Kaguya turns completely around. There's a moment of silence, a dark shadow that passes and clouds Kaguya's face for a moment and then disappears. “A lot of what you say is corny. Quite stupid at times as well. And don't get me started on the choices that you always seem to make...” there's a 'but' here, right?. “Truth be told, I'm not sure that I like it, looking at it objectively. But that's just the thing, I'm not looking at things objectively when I'm with you. I'm having fun and enjoying myself. If I didn't care about you, I wouldn't have brought you here to begin with.” Her voice rises slightly, she returns to a flatter tone after a pause. “It's because I care that I want you to be safe. It's as simple as that. I don't care in the slightest if you end up hating in the slightest...” She repeats herself, as if trying to convince herself, “No I don't at all. If you get hit by a bus, there's nothing I can do about it, it's not my fault. It would be horrible, but it's a risk that comes from living in your world. There shouldn't even a risk of you getting hurt for being with a friend. It's not natural. I can't be responsible for your suffering.”
“So you don't really care as long as you aren't responsible?”
“I didn't say that!” For the first time, Kaguya exclaims. “There's no way I'd even want you to get hurt!” There's another pause as she returns to her more composed voice, but as she speaks, there's an unmistakable underlying insecurity in her voice. “A true friend would not knowingly expose another friend to danger. If there's anyone that should suffer for the unsavory components of my life, it should be me and no one else. There's no need for others to become involved. That is something that can only lead to tragedy and bitterness.”
“Hey, I really don't care about that. I told you already, none of that matters to me. Isn't it enough that I feel this way?”
“You don't understand what you're getting into.”
“Then make me understand! It can't possibly be that bad! And even if it was, that's all the more reason for me to be around! I want to be here, be with all of you. For better and, if it comes to it, worse.”
“Please shut up.” There's no insult in her words, it's just a preamble for her own emotional response. “Can't you let me selfish just this once? I know what you want is understandable, even logical, but I've already made up my mind. I won't let you get hurt over me. It's not fair, I know, but you've got to understand.”
“And I'm telling you to let me be selfish. That's all. So you don't have to be selfish, just let me bear the burden of my own stubborn decision. I will never have any regrets, and neither should you. I'll fight if I have to, in order to keep the things that are precious to me. Nothing in the world can make me reconsider.”
“...Nothing in this world?” There's a reflective undertone in her voice. She takes a few steps forwards, and it dawns upon you how delicate she looks. Not in the way her usual unearthly grace and charm makes her look. It's something altogether different. She speaks again, her eyes drawing you to her with an inexplicable depth. “I don't wish to reverse my position so easily. There's merit in my line of thinking, otherwise I wouldn't have considered it. I ask you to give me some time to think. So that I don't make a mistake.”
“If that's the way it's got to be.” There's no point in pressuring her further, you won't win that way. You realize that this is the closest that you can come to peacefully changing her mind in one go.
“Good night then.” She looks at you solemnly.
 Remind her that you'll try to stay no matter what
 Hug her; You'll accept her judgment
Good, happy, awesome, really hot - your mileage may vary.
You can't resist, can you anon? Every single fucking time.