[mineo has been standing in the doorway of the kitchen for twenty minutes - not even so much as moving? that's fine. he's just there, looking over ever inch like something might suddenly appear. it's hard to say whether or not he's spaced out or entirely focused.
. . . [oh that's a very sweet thing to say. Reaching over to squeeze his shoulder.] Well, my thanks then.
[he just goes to sit at one of the kitchen tables.]
The votes-- It's a trust game. The, ah, prisoner's dilemma. Two friends held in two different jail cells. If they both say nothing, everyone goes free. If one makes a choice, then they both suffer.
[mineo will let himself be led to sit opposite molly, frowning]
... yeah.
It's just... I don't think it's possible to trust - what, over thirty people all that much? At least, not that every single person in the thirty would choose not to convict...
[ . . . ]
But maybe I'm a little more cynical than expected.
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week 1, post-trial
but he is also
very much in the way
please shove him if you need something]
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Not our finest.
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god he's so tense. molly can probably feel it under his fingertips.]
.... don't think we're ever gonna have a 'finest' at this rate, Molly-san.
[ . . . but at least since it's molly, mineo can regain himself enough to ask - ]
How're you feeling?
[given that it's been a week since... you know.]
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I'm-- tough question.
[Sniff.]
I'm still here. So there is that. Look, I-- I know I've been getting looks, but I really had nothing to do with Grell.
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he blinks in surprise]
... who said you did?
[like
it didn't even cross mineo's mind]
I would've taken out Sutcliffe-san for you before you did - and for the record, I didn't. But I mean that's how little I think you would've done it.
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[he just goes to sit at one of the kitchen tables.]
The votes-- It's a trust game. The, ah, prisoner's dilemma. Two friends held in two different jail cells. If they both say nothing, everyone goes free. If one makes a choice, then they both suffer.
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... yeah.
It's just... I don't think it's possible to trust - what, over thirty people all that much? At least, not that every single person in the thirty would choose not to convict...
[ . . . ]
But maybe I'm a little more cynical than expected.
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[Just lightly tapping him on the leg with a foot, encouraging. Don't get too down about it.]
Not when when don't know everyone here so well. It has only been two weeks.