[Cantarella, on the other hand, does not seem to see anything in the well that she wants to behold. She barely glances in its direction, though her gaze does trend towards the ground at that question.]
Ghosts and demons and such things don't exist in such a form where I come from...not the way that stories tell it, anyway. I think we're being toyed with, but I couldn't say with or by what.
[ Siffrin nods in agreement. even the King, in all his horror, is at his core, just a human. a human enhanced by wish craft, sure, but a human in the end.
Siffrin bites their lip, and looks away from the well. ]
Maybe… they got their fill after Giyuu? It won’t happen a second time, right?
I sincerely hope it won't. If we can keep our wits about us, we can yet come together. You would think that by finding the one responsible for a regrettable death, we'd answer more questions than we asked.
[It's sobering, and though she's still putting forward that tender, gentle wave of a voice, there's frustration in it. She's calm, not comfortable, in this situation.]
Hansa said he was familiar with Beryl's place of origin... But I'm afraid I never heard the same about Giyuu. When we're free of this place, we may not even be able to send word to his home.
[ her comment is... sobering for Siffrin. even though he and Giyuu didn't talk much, he had proven himself as a passionate person who wanted to do good. there must be people out there that would mourn him, and now...
...they close their eye shut, and draw in a deep breath. ]
I never said you were. [Lest he get the wrong idea.] I simply don't have any taste for undue suffering. That includes self-imposed.
[Sometimes, one needs to be alone with their own thoughts and can live there quite comfortably. Other times, that's like sitting on an open flame.]
Many of the buildings seem to return to a state of chaos when we leave and return...Should we walk down to the field or that little park outside our rooms?
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Ghosts and demons and such things don't exist in such a form where I come from...not the way that stories tell it, anyway. I think we're being toyed with, but I couldn't say with or by what.
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Siffrin bites their lip, and looks away from the well. ]
Maybe… they got their fill after Giyuu? It won’t happen a second time, right?
[ or is that just foolishly hopeful thinking? ]
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[It's sobering, and though she's still putting forward that tender, gentle wave of a voice, there's frustration in it. She's calm, not comfortable, in this situation.]
Hansa said he was familiar with Beryl's place of origin... But I'm afraid I never heard the same about Giyuu. When we're free of this place, we may not even be able to send word to his home.
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[ her comment is... sobering for Siffrin. even though he and Giyuu didn't talk much, he had proven himself as a passionate person who wanted to do good. there must be people out there that would mourn him, and now...
...they close their eye shut, and draw in a deep breath. ]
Maybe we can make something for him. Here.
[ even if there's nothing left of him. ]
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[They have few spaces like that available to them, but she crosses her arms across her waist in thought.]
In remembrance of two who were here, so they aren't completely erased.
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[ ... they nod. ]
If we can find a place like that. Yeah. Let's do something for them. Anything.
[ so that the memory of them doesn't disappear through Siffrin's fingers like everything else. ]
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[She adds, her voice gentle but firm:]
But it may not be found at the bottom of a well. The last time you were here was unkind to you enough.
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[ not that big of a deal? as if anyone would believe that. ]
I'm not that fragile, you know? [ they smile, in an attempt to reassure her. ] But okay, where do you wanna go?
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[Sometimes, one needs to be alone with their own thoughts and can live there quite comfortably. Other times, that's like sitting on an open flame.]
Many of the buildings seem to return to a state of chaos when we leave and return...Should we walk down to the field or that little park outside our rooms?
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(In reality it doesn’t matter, you’re just happy to be around someone who’s ok being around you.)
They nod. ]
We can go to the park. There’s a place to sit down there.