[after trial, harrow will return to her room. but on the way back, she may just run into hope. she sighs - her feelings are definitely a bit frazzled, with a lot of that lingering anger and frustration.]
[ it isn't a surprise that hope is also on his way back to his room! he probably stuck around the mess hall for a bit to just, idk, drink water to make up for all the yelling he did in the last few minutes. that's also probably why his voice sounds a little hoarse when he nods at harrow and quietly responds, ]
...he must keep his emotions in check very well for us to have only picked up on them while he was under extreme distress.
...I believe all of it was him. That anger, that sorrow... it was too real to be something that would have happened just because he was coerced or under some outer influence.
From what I remember during our time at Wiwaldi... he was kind, but not without his secrets or demons. [ ... ] I suppose it's only natural for that to be the case when your lifespan is as long as his.
Mm. I can't say I envy him, or anyone in that position. I can't even imagine how a single person could even keep track of everything... trying to recall things that happened ten years ago is already a challenge for me, sometimes.
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...Good evening.
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...he must keep his emotions in check very well for us to have only picked up on them while he was under extreme distress.
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[she's used to keeping her cool despite boiling anger but it's still leaving her slightly exhausted.]
I wonder how much of it was really him...?
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I wonder if his death means his hostage's life is forfeit, too.
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Sometimes I think not forgetting things, even though they are long in the past, seems the hardest.
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. . .
Are you doing all right? [ he's still a little winded himself, tbh. ]
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[tired, but fine.]
It isn't as bad as it could have been.