[ there is definitely nothing out of place in this gazebo. but restless wandering is perfectly valid after their first body announcement, even if it's probably not a surprise to literally anyone.
he greets molly with a short nod before he pauses, then answers with a very wan smile. ]
A classmate of mine. She and I were both in this camp together, before. [ so yeah, they talked. ]
[ he takes a moment to look over the flowers again, jaw tight for a moment in thought before he tackles the question again. ]
It was... tense. None of us had any time to recover after the previous 'games' we'd suffered through before we were thrust into a new one. Those who did not know what was happening were hurt, angry—frightened. Those that did were villified and hamstrung by the rules we were forced to abide by.
[ so no, he is not fond. ]
There were times and people there that I cherish still. But that is the situation that Flayn had come out of.
[ Going to sit on the steps on the gazebo, picking a few of the flowers idly, tail flicking a bit. ]
I don't want to pump up any false hopes or anything, you know, overly delusional stuff like "we'll just fix it" and all, but. There's things to do. These places can't be all powerful.
[ he's sad, but that doesn't mean he can't sound angry in this instance, still. ]
And we are obliged to try and find ways to fight back, lest we wait until each of us is picked off, in ones and twos. [ ... ] But I know we will suffer losses regardless. We already have.
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Molly is just anxiety-wandering, poking around locations that are unfamiliar, trying to see how far he can go before he's stopped. ]
... You talked to her at all? That girl?
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he greets molly with a short nod before he pauses, then answers with a very wan smile. ]
A classmate of mine. She and I were both in this camp together, before. [ so yeah, they talked. ]
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Right. Yuri mentioned that her knew her from home too. [ ... ] What was the camp like then? Fond memories?
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What sort of memories are yours from before? Are they fond?
[ he's just a little surprised to be asked. ]
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Some of them, yeah? It's not as if the people I met there were bad.
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[ he takes a moment to look over the flowers again, jaw tight for a moment in thought before he tackles the question again. ]
It was... tense. None of us had any time to recover after the previous 'games' we'd suffered through before we were thrust into a new one. Those who did not know what was happening were hurt, angry—frightened. Those that did were villified and hamstrung by the rules we were forced to abide by.
[ so no, he is not fond. ]
There were times and people there that I cherish still. But that is the situation that Flayn had come out of.
[ and now she's dead. ]
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I don't want to pump up any false hopes or anything, you know, overly delusional stuff like "we'll just fix it" and all, but. There's things to do. These places can't be all powerful.
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[ he's sad, but that doesn't mean he can't sound angry in this instance, still. ]
And we are obliged to try and find ways to fight back, lest we wait until each of us is picked off, in ones and twos. [ ... ] But I know we will suffer losses regardless. We already have.
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[ He doesn't sound particularly hopeful about that. ]
... I'm sorry. About your friend. For what it's worth.
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...It is all right. I think, in a way, she would prefer this outcome to a repeat of everything that happened in this camp.
[ he goes back to picking some roses. ]
That does not soften the blow any for the living, though.