[it's another pudding! but Good. Just clapping him on the shoulder, equally fond and a little protective. Almost proud? Maybe he won't like that, but molly is. just happy to see him alive, happy that they pulled off the no-vote.]
Not really known for being careful.
[Then just sitting down near him, keeping the hand on his shoulder.]
You're a good person, Mineo. [And quickly, before he can argue back:] Don't fight me on it, I'll just dig in. You stood by what you believe.
when he's told that he's a good person - it hits his chest like an arrow, even if he knows that molly did mean to. it hurts in a very painful way, like he's not sure how to cling onto the word 'good' anymore. if he wants to. the noise in his head gets a little worse before he shuts his eyes and offers a laugh, bitter.]
... I did. And I don't regret what I did - that's not something I can do, for as long as I'm the one still breathing.
I just -
.... I just don't know if I want to be called a good person anymore. Not when everyone uses it to tell me that like I deserve more than other people when I - I just don't.
[molly just leans forward, still looking out the window, hands together. just as he promised though, when Mineo argues, there's something that sets in deep in his emotions - stubborn, unmoving.]
I don't think you deserve more than other people? Everyone here deserves it. I just think in the grand scheme of it, you're doing fine. You're allowed to be-- fucking complex. Make mistakes. Draw some blood. Maybe it's not so clean cut as all that, and you're going to argue with me, but we spend all our time trying to make it so much more of a puzzle than it has to be.
You're leaving it better than you found it. This place is better off without someone who murdered in cold blood in it. Without him, we were able to finally agree to a no vote. That's a step.
[ . . . . it's - not like molly's wrong. it's not. and there's something in the stubbornness that almost gives way to a stubbornness feedback loop, like he wants to argue back but.
he doesn't.
maybe it's because he's tired. maybe it's because it's molly saying these things to him, and it's just so much easier to believe things when it comes out of molly's mouth. something tired, exhausted, and grateful weaves its way through his emotions.]
... I'll - try to believe you. [and maybe that's the best compromise he has right now, when he's still so stuck in his own guilt] .... but - thanks.
For talking to Primrose-san. For looking at the body of someone you weren't even that concerned over. For.... just - a lot of things.
[good, because he probably didn't want to get into a stubborn off with someone who's on Pride team for a reason, who's friends gave a touching eulogy at his graveside about how he was an arrogant fucking asshole to the bitter end.
And he feels a lot of the same, gratitude for listening, relief, that he's going to try-- at least a compromise. It's a step.]
What was it you said the other week? Use me and lie to me however you need?
[ . . . . he pauses at that and - god there's a little bit more guilt.]
... I really wish it didn't come to that. The lying - even if it was just hiding and not speaking up... felt really uncomfortable.
[mineo's emotions were haywire during that trial and - maybe it's because people think they get haywire every trial that they didn't quite notice, but boy did this one do a number on him]
I'll make it up to you though - however I can. I don't like things feeling uneven either.
[molly doesn't really feel conflicted at all, at this point. Just calm for the moment.]
Don't like to keep a tally of these things. Debts and whatnot. Just try and keep a balance to the universe is all. The fact we were able to do that, to fucking trust each other enough to try it - that's going to be how we do it, I think. Get out of here.
[ . . . . there's just a little bit more fondness at that that manages to peek ahead of the other emotions. molly's calmness makes it easier for mineo, at least as he offers a small smile.]
... sounds right to me. I think... I really do trust everyone who's still here with that goal, at least. That we won't end up sabotaging each other.
We just have to figure out what to do next, right?
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Not really known for being careful.
[Then just sitting down near him, keeping the hand on his shoulder.]
You're a good person, Mineo. [And quickly, before he can argue back:] Don't fight me on it, I'll just dig in. You stood by what you believe.
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when he's told that he's a good person - it hits his chest like an arrow, even if he knows that molly did mean to. it hurts in a very painful way, like he's not sure how to cling onto the word 'good' anymore. if he wants to. the noise in his head gets a little worse before he shuts his eyes and offers a laugh, bitter.]
... I did. And I don't regret what I did - that's not something I can do, for as long as I'm the one still breathing.
I just -
.... I just don't know if I want to be called a good person anymore. Not when everyone uses it to tell me that like I deserve more than other people when I - I just don't.
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I don't think you deserve more than other people? Everyone here deserves it. I just think in the grand scheme of it, you're doing fine. You're allowed to be-- fucking complex. Make mistakes. Draw some blood. Maybe it's not so clean cut as all that, and you're going to argue with me, but we spend all our time trying to make it so much more of a puzzle than it has to be.
You're leaving it better than you found it. This place is better off without someone who murdered in cold blood in it. Without him, we were able to finally agree to a no vote. That's a step.
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he doesn't.
maybe it's because he's tired. maybe it's because it's molly saying these things to him, and it's just so much easier to believe things when it comes out of molly's mouth. something tired, exhausted, and grateful weaves its way through his emotions.]
... I'll - try to believe you. [and maybe that's the best compromise he has right now, when he's still so stuck in his own guilt] .... but - thanks.
For talking to Primrose-san. For looking at the body of someone you weren't even that concerned over. For.... just - a lot of things.
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And he feels a lot of the same, gratitude for listening, relief, that he's going to try-- at least a compromise. It's a step.]
What was it you said the other week? Use me and lie to me however you need?
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... I really wish it didn't come to that. The lying - even if it was just hiding and not speaking up... felt really uncomfortable.
[mineo's emotions were haywire during that trial and - maybe it's because people think they get haywire every trial that they didn't quite notice, but boy did this one do a number on him]
I'll make it up to you though - however I can. I don't like things feeling uneven either.
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[molly doesn't really feel conflicted at all, at this point. Just calm for the moment.]
Don't like to keep a tally of these things. Debts and whatnot. Just try and keep a balance to the universe is all. The fact we were able to do that, to fucking trust each other enough to try it - that's going to be how we do it, I think. Get out of here.
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... sounds right to me. I think... I really do trust everyone who's still here with that goal, at least. That we won't end up sabotaging each other.
We just have to figure out what to do next, right?