Week 1: Post Trial

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[She hadn't said much during the trail. People were emotional- people were singing (at least to hear) and so her ears were bleeding. Most of the time she was away from the rest of the crowd, ears covered and trying to deal with her own discomfort.

But at the end... She's taking Natsuo aside again.]

You voted... for yourself? You didn't do it.

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Knowing other people... It's really hard. It's almost impossible. I'm not good at it, but I've been trying.

He's... still here.

[randori]

He is. [ And despite everything, he finds that he's scared for him, not scared of him. ]

I've been betrayed before, by people who I thought were friends. This time, it wasn't even about me, but I felt betrayed. Do you think it's stupid that I still want to be friends?

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The people who betrayed me... they were all my exes. It's different when it's a stranger.

I don't think it's stupid. Personally, I don't get it. But if you want to be friends with him after everything, be careful. Okay?

[randori]

[ In his opinion, it's easier to burn the bridge with a stranger and not look back. With an ex, the pain of betrayal must be unbearable, but there was love before that, fond memories, things he would never want to throw away and forget.

With Akechi, it was a budding friendship. He still wants to save it. ]

I'll be careful. In the end, it looked like he'd lost all the fight in him. [ Or, simply put, it looked like he'd lost it. ] I don't want to lose him, so I can't help but worry about him.

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[It hurts, and it doesn't really stop hurting. It's what drives her, it's what she remembers and she wants revenge.

With the people here, she's just tired. This place is unfair, making people kill each other over and over until the end of this stupid game.]

You're a really good kid, Natsuo. Just make sure you remember to take care of yourself.

[randori]

Heh, people keep saying that...

[ He assures him that he does take care of himself, to the best of his ability. But his ability isn't enough sometimes, and sometimes, he isn't really sure what it means to take care of himself. He eats well, sleeps well, and can't help but want to save everybody. ]

I might have to rely on everybody else to help take care of me a little.

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They just worry. I'll try to take care of you, okay?

[It kind of feels like he'll get taken advantage of by people who don't really care about him.]

Anyway, can I see your arm? It started bleeding again, didn't it?

[randori]

[ It's his torso that's cut and I will pretend she said torso. Natsuo pulls up the hem of his shirt, where fabric bandages like what'd been found in the tailor room has been wrapped around him, spots of blood in a line just above his navel that clearly shows the length of the cut, but not its depth and the fact that there's nothing really holding it together and that's why it'll keep bleeding so long as he's up and about. ]

There's no nurse around here, so it's just like this. As long as I keep the bandage on, it'll heal over, like a papercut.

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[we will both pretend... Anyway, she'll look it over and wince. He should really be laying down for this but... There's no way she can tell how deep it is. And if there's anybody here she wants to use her gift on, it's Natsuo.

She'll start singing and the wounds will heal up.

But she'll leave and he'll completely forget she's done it.]

[randori]

[ How good... He will continue wearing these bloody bandages for the rest of the day because that's how infrequently he changes it, just before bedtime, and then go ??? at this now nonexistent wound, thank you. ]