[ he is still right even if he is being frowned at!!]
Oh yes. That's the worst part. When you're trying to figure it out and someone's near tears telling you you're a monster for looking. I don't want to look!
[ He pushes his hands through his hair at this point. ]
If I could let anyone get away with it, I would. I fucking-- hate this thing. Of having to dig up the godsawful truth about everything. It's not as if they're in their right minds, and if they were, they've still got a knife to the throat of someone you love.
... So anyway, hitting things right now is a good idea, and maybe I should too.
...Yes. As much as I feel we are responsible for finding the truth behind these crimes... it is so designed to turn us against each other. To feel hurt for being accused—to doubt one another at every turn.
[ trial is the worst! more softly, ]
For what it is worth, I do not think you are wrong for looking. Sometimes, culprits want to be found. And the ones that don't, well... we ought to find them anyway. For the sake of our hostages.
[ even if it ends up being like clementine where no one wanted to vote for her. ]
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Oh yes. That's the worst part. When you're trying to figure it out and someone's near tears telling you you're a monster for looking. I don't want to look!
[ He pushes his hands through his hair at this point. ]
If I could let anyone get away with it, I would. I fucking-- hate this thing. Of having to dig up the godsawful truth about everything. It's not as if they're in their right minds, and if they were, they've still got a knife to the throat of someone you love.
... So anyway, hitting things right now is a good idea, and maybe I should too.
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...Yes. As much as I feel we are responsible for finding the truth behind these crimes... it is so designed to turn us against each other. To feel hurt for being accused—to doubt one another at every turn.
[ trial is the worst! more softly, ]
For what it is worth, I do not think you are wrong for looking. Sometimes, culprits want to be found. And the ones that don't, well... we ought to find them anyway. For the sake of our hostages.
[ even if it ends up being like clementine where no one wanted to vote for her. ]
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[ dark?]