[yeah honestly camille wasn't in the mood for it either.]
They are for you?
[probably obvious answer, but it's late. Forgive her for not operating at peak performance journalism.
Camille takes her seat on the log nearest Izutsumi though, long since drained of dramatics. She's only brought a cup of tea with her, something to sip thoughtfully by the fireside.]
I can't say as anything like it happens at home. People like to imagine it might. [But let's not get into religion just yet. Camille goes quiet, expression taut. Another depression cloud whirs into being over her head.] I don't know that it's something I envy.
[ so probably not super obvious, but enough to a sense. but otherwise she doesn't comment or seem bothered by her joining her beside. though she stares at her for a moment before grabbing a blanket from a pile next to her to slide her way. she will leave it there for camille to take or not. izutusmi doesn't exactly put clear attention to it. ]
Huh.
[ a noise in acknowledgment to that. though she doesn't reply, just staring off at the fire before she shrugs a little ]
For what it is, I think it's fair to be mad at the people that did it. [ like she wouldn't blame her at all for it? the killing and the reviving. some people take to revival differently. ] But there are more than a few people happy you're around.
[Oh. Camille is surprised, but takes the blanket gracefully with a murmured, "Thank you."
That doesn't make sense, though.]
Why only in dungeons?
[Closer to hell?
The rest? Camille smiles down to her lap. It's bracing. A buy for time as she sorts out her thoughts.]
So I hear. [She guesses that's the roundabout escape route Izutsumi prefers to take. Some people, not herself. And it's the same thing she's been hearing. It's okay to feel strange about it. But we missed you.]
...I don't know that I'm mad at them. I expected someone to do something.
[Promised I wouldn't do it myself. For all the good that did her.]
I just didn't think they'd jump to bring me back. There's a lot of people in the ground. Most of them much younger than me.
Something about how the place works. The mana energy there means your soul is basically... trapped? So you're able to be restored in one piece.
[ she sounds like she doesn't get it much herself genuinely. she's head empty sometimes.. ]
Yeah. Guess only they'd really know why they decided to choose you. Your death could be the one they regretted the most.
[ felt the most terrible for because of what they'd done. the fact they went after her directly unlike some kind of result of monster possession pushing them to kill her. ]
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They are for you?
[probably obvious answer, but it's late. Forgive her for not operating at peak performance journalism.
Camille takes her seat on the log nearest Izutsumi though, long since drained of dramatics. She's only brought a cup of tea with her, something to sip thoughtfully by the fireside.]
I can't say as anything like it happens at home. People like to imagine it might. [But let's not get into religion just yet. Camille goes quiet, expression taut. Another depression cloud whirs into being over her head.] I don't know that it's something I envy.
[To answer your question, the vibes are bad.]
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[ so probably not super obvious, but enough to a sense. but otherwise she doesn't comment or seem bothered by her joining her beside. though she stares at her for a moment before grabbing a blanket from a pile next to her to slide her way. she will leave it there for camille to take or not. izutusmi doesn't exactly put clear attention to it. ]
Huh.
[ a noise in acknowledgment to that. though she doesn't reply, just staring off at the fire before she shrugs a little ]
For what it is, I think it's fair to be mad at the people that did it. [ like she wouldn't blame her at all for it? the killing and the reviving. some people take to revival differently. ] But there are more than a few people happy you're around.
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That doesn't make sense, though.]
Why only in dungeons?
[Closer to hell?
The rest? Camille smiles down to her lap. It's bracing. A buy for time as she sorts out her thoughts.]
So I hear. [She guesses that's the roundabout escape route Izutsumi prefers to take. Some people, not herself. And it's the same thing she's been hearing. It's okay to feel strange about it. But we missed you.]
...I don't know that I'm mad at them. I expected someone to do something.
[Promised I wouldn't do it myself. For all the good that did her.]
I just didn't think they'd jump to bring me back. There's a lot of people in the ground. Most of them much younger than me.
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[ she sounds like she doesn't get it much herself genuinely. she's head empty sometimes.. ]
Yeah. Guess only they'd really know why they decided to choose you. Your death could be the one they regretted the most.
[ felt the most terrible for because of what they'd done. the fact they went after her directly unlike some kind of result of monster possession pushing them to kill her. ]