[she sure did she just didn't win the victim lottery ):]
No, about all the lip service she gave me yesterday about how sad she was Eto was gone, and how sad she was for me. If you're going to kill someone, do me a favor and don't pretend like you care.
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Once he's sure she isn't losing it, he also retrieves some shitty booze so he can join her on a stool.]
Was it someone you didn't want it to be?
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[she glances at him.] I don't know Four very well. She's nice. But she's a liar.
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A liar?
[Glances at her.]
You mean about the murder?
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No, about all the lip service she gave me yesterday about how sad she was Eto was gone, and how sad she was for me. If you're going to kill someone, do me a favor and don't pretend like you care.
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[That’s valid, honestly. Like, Gideon’s feelings. Wow, they are the same person. Who knew.]
Do you think she lied, or she didn’t remember? [It’s just a hypothetical question, not a correction.] I lied to her, too.
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She asked me why I thought I should be here, and I told her it wasn’t because I hurt anyone, especially humans.
…But I did. I killed some of them.
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she rubs at her neck. and then takes a drink.] Why?
[just curious, simply.]
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He finally glances up at her. He’s quiet for a long moment.]
They killed Miki.
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she thinks about that for a minute, and then takes another drink.]
Then they deserved it.
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They were still just humans. [But.] But... Miki was innocent, so I didn't care.
Maybe she would have killed me if she had know.
[It doesn't sound like he particularly wanted her to do that.]
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Doubt it. [she says, glancing at him.] Normal people like revenge, you know, that's not wrong.
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Let's drink the rest of the night.
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Works for me. [there's a pause...
and then she brings her arm up and around his shoulders, more gentle than she thought she was capable of. jostles him carefully.]
To another day of this fucking nightmare.
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He leans into the arm and raises his bottle or cup or whatever as a toast.]
We have six weeks left.
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Augh. Don't say that. Instantly, my teeth hurt.
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Six weeks, six weeks, six weeks.
[The teasing fades, though.]
We'll make it. But... we'll need to practice the whole drinking thing.