Week 1: Post Trial

[disclosures]

[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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[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.

[disclosures]

[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. ]