. . . [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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[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.