Week 3: Post Trial

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[Rebecca can be found in the library, listlessly flipping through one of Anderson's books. These things don't have happily ever afters, but at least there was a to be continued instead of something else.

Here it is, the first time they've ever condemned the wrong person to execution.

Her eyes snap up as Sanji enters the space.]

... Hey.

[What does she even say?]

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[concasse]

The shitty swordsman gets on my last nerve but I don't hate him.

[Said in the tone rivaling brothers would probably use for each other.]

And it was captain's orders, so two years is what we decided on. But it's fine, we're back together.

[Switching gears tho]

Neh, Rebecca-chan, do you have any siblings?

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[She's too much of an only child to get that tone.]

No. I'm an only child. It's probably for the best, actually. My family has a long history of anxiety and depression and other mental illnesses on both sides. And the way I grew up? I don't want anybody living through that either.