I-- I said it didn't make sense. I begged you to see that.
[Everyone seems to willing to acknowledge the reason he did what he did after the fact, even when they seemed angry during the events. He doesn't begrudge it - someone causing a huge turmoil just to waste time? An asshole move. But he'd been cornered and desperate.]
Everyone just seemed satisfied with the conclusion. I suppose that makes sense. It seemed obvious.
I know. The problem is that none of us know each other that well, so when the only person who's vouching for you is someone close... we can't ignore the possibility of a bias.
[ he frowns. ]
It was wrong, obviously. Whoever framed her really thought it out.
Why is "bias" so wrong to consider? Surely - I don't know. If someone considers someone important enough, if they trust them enough to try and keep them alive, shouldn't we consider that a choice as well? We don't have to vote anyone. We don't have to.
We don't have to vote, no. But if something like that happens again, we still should try to figure out what happened. Even if all we do is throw whoever did it into a locked room for the rest of our time here.
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Honestly? You were just too nervous about the checks. It made both you and her look bad, since from our perspective, the only reason you would be so against it is if you didn't want someone you cared about or yourself looked at. And even if we looked past that, the second her staff was found...
[ he trails off. ]
Everyone is biased. There's nothing wrong with having favorites, or wanting to shield someone else from being hurt. But you can't do it always. And a lot of the time, it can be impossible to tell when you should make a decision with your heart or with your head.
[He just seems steadfast about this in particular.]
You can. I'm not saying it will always turn out the best, that you'll never make mistakes or choose the wrong thing, but so many times I've heard people say I wish I'd listened more to my heart. I'll even allow for the "gut." A perfectly reasonable decision-making tool, your gut. But your head? Too full of itself. Gets in its own way all the time.
I wasn't the only person there you had to convince, you know. And like hell was she going to let you.
[ beau didn't seem like the type to just roll over and accept that. ]
It didn't really matter anyway. Even if you looked suspicious, the second her staff appeared, anyone who was doubting between the two of you would have picked her.
I didn't vote. I don't know who voted, except maybe that Steven guy since he was vocal about it.
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I didn't trust that this place's "justice" wasn't anything but a death sentence. But I still wanted to find out what happened to the kid. How shitty is it to die surrounded by strangers who don't actually give a fuck about you? All I wanted was to figure out what happened to him, and why, so that maybe we could shed some light on another act of seemingly senseless violence.
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. . . I don't regret it. If it had worked, I'd have been glad.
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[ sasazuka had a... pretty good front row seat to the emotional rollercoaster that was the crit roles. ]
It's normal to want to protect them.
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[Everyone seems to willing to acknowledge the reason he did what he did after the fact, even when they seemed angry during the events. He doesn't begrudge it - someone causing a huge turmoil just to waste time? An asshole move. But he'd been cornered and desperate.]
Everyone just seemed satisfied with the conclusion. I suppose that makes sense. It seemed obvious.
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[ he frowns. ]
It was wrong, obviously. Whoever framed her really thought it out.
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[ ... ]
Honestly? You were just too nervous about the checks. It made both you and her look bad, since from our perspective, the only reason you would be so against it is if you didn't want someone you cared about or yourself looked at. And even if we looked past that, the second her staff was found...
[ he trails off. ]
Everyone is biased. There's nothing wrong with having favorites, or wanting to shield someone else from being hurt. But you can't do it always. And a lot of the time, it can be impossible to tell when you should make a decision with your heart or with your head.
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[He answers quickly.]
She wasn't simply a "favorite."
[He . . . resents that, slightly.]
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[ but he just gives molly a look. ]
You can't always choose with your heart.
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[He just seems steadfast about this in particular.]
You can. I'm not saying it will always turn out the best, that you'll never make mistakes or choose the wrong thing, but so many times I've heard people say I wish I'd listened more to my heart. I'll even allow for the "gut." A perfectly reasonable decision-making tool, your gut. But your head? Too full of itself. Gets in its own way all the time.
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[ he'll give him that.
... ]
Well, for some people, following their heart will just make them a worse person. It's not always a bad thing to be picky.
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[Hm. Well.]
I don't think we're going to agree on this.
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[ ... ]
I don't think wanting to protect her was wrong. Neither was trying to take her place.
[ he just disagrees with how he went about it. ]
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[It was probably too late to stop a rolling train or other fantasy appropriate metaphor, but still. He'd offered himself.]
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[ beau didn't seem like the type to just roll over and accept that. ]
It didn't really matter anyway. Even if you looked suspicious, the second her staff appeared, anyone who was doubting between the two of you would have picked her.
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We didn't have to vote.
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[ ... ]
I didn't trust that this place's "justice" wasn't anything but a death sentence. But I still wanted to find out what happened to the kid. How shitty is it to die surrounded by strangers who don't actually give a fuck about you? All I wanted was to figure out what happened to him, and why, so that maybe we could shed some light on another act of seemingly senseless violence.
[ ... ]
It just didn't turn out that way.