It's okay. It's okay, we're...it's not an easy thing to talk about.
[Fuck, his tea. She swallows and elongates the pause. A drawn out silent pour, then the soft scrape of china over the table top. It's good drinking temperature. She'd been sitting with it for a few minutes.]
I'm talking to the overseers too. I doubt there's an easy fix, otherwise we'd all be grabbing one. I heard about the six thing — that we might need to make it five at the last minute even, just to thwart their plans with the wrong number. It's fucking insane but...with that news, and needing to bide more time? I'm worried.
All I can ask is that, if we all make it to trial, and so does she, and if things...start pointing in her direction? We don't leave her to the vote.
[Camille shakes her head. Her eye is tearing up, throat tight.]
I won't allow her to go in the ring on a Sunday. I can't. I can't let that happen.
[She's just a child. It'd been hard enough before, doing what she'd had to do at home. To watch history repeat itself with a far crueler sentence?
[Lavi looks at Camille, thinks of the brief memory he'd seen of her -- when she was younger, at the mercy of someone cruel and who should have protected her -- and he thinks he understands just from that, the same way he can understand the letters pleading for Kate to keep surviving, to not end up where the dead are. there's dead and there's dead -- Kate hadn't asked to be possessed anymore than Camille or Nona or Aqua or Karlach -- and he understands this.
his emotions still pitch to either side though, guilt, anger, wariness -- kanda's words, we're destroyers, not saviors. and his letter too -- not to wait for the weekend, to figure it out on his own. stupid rabbit.]
...I don't want that to happen either.
[but if he'd found her during trial? if they figured out that it was her then? he swallows. pulls his mind from the subject so he can rest a hand on Camille's arm.]
I can promise that I'll try. [but the other issue is whether or not someone will want to kill kate before that time is up, who'll give into that burst of rage] We'll have at least two other monsters to find anyway.
That's as much as I can do. But I don't think anyone else will vote for her either.
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[She shakes her head.]
It's okay. It's okay, we're...it's not an easy thing to talk about.
[Fuck, his tea. She swallows and elongates the pause. A drawn out silent pour, then the soft scrape of china over the table top. It's good drinking temperature. She'd been sitting with it for a few minutes.]
I'm talking to the overseers too. I doubt there's an easy fix, otherwise we'd all be grabbing one. I heard about the six thing — that we might need to make it five at the last minute even, just to thwart their plans with the wrong number. It's fucking insane but...with that news, and needing to bide more time? I'm worried.
All I can ask is that, if we all make it to trial, and so does she, and if things...start pointing in her direction? We don't leave her to the vote.
[Camille shakes her head. Her eye is tearing up, throat tight.]
I won't allow her to go in the ring on a Sunday. I can't. I can't let that happen.
[She's just a child. It'd been hard enough before, doing what she'd had to do at home. To watch history repeat itself with a far crueler sentence?
She'd lose her fucking mind.]
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[Lavi looks at Camille, thinks of the brief memory he'd seen of her -- when she was younger, at the mercy of someone cruel and who should have protected her -- and he thinks he understands just from that, the same way he can understand the letters pleading for Kate to keep surviving, to not end up where the dead are. there's dead and there's dead -- Kate hadn't asked to be possessed anymore than Camille or Nona or Aqua or Karlach -- and he understands this.
his emotions still pitch to either side though, guilt, anger, wariness -- kanda's words, we're destroyers, not saviors. and his letter too -- not to wait for the weekend, to figure it out on his own. stupid rabbit.]
...I don't want that to happen either.
[but if he'd found her during trial? if they figured out that it was her then? he swallows. pulls his mind from the subject so he can rest a hand on Camille's arm.]
I can promise that I'll try. [but the other issue is whether or not someone will want to kill kate before that time is up, who'll give into that burst of rage] We'll have at least two other monsters to find anyway.
That's as much as I can do. But I don't think anyone else will vote for her either.