Week 5: Post Trial

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[It's post trial and she's... not really feeling anything. Emotions feel more distant, but that was the point. All it means is the medicine she requested is working. Though it's only one of the pills.

But she can be found in the kitchen counter, staring blankly ahead. She only looks up when she notices Sanji's walked in.]

I did say I wanted to talk. When I said I was a Historian... there were five of us. So I've lied to you at least once.

Are you sure you want to trust me?

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We get memories of the last game back. Little pieces. It's not always something useful. They do check that. Depending on how many people we've helped complete their objectives, we get to ask more useful questions.

... Do you know anybody else's objectives? Anyone who might need help with them?

I know you don't want to do yours.

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[Never has Sanji been so conflicted about his own shitty objective, even knowing the stakes.]

The people I've asked have been pretty damn quiet on it. Except Natsuo.

He tried to bury my knife in the hopes it'd turn into a coin.

[Sigh.]