[ she tilts her head a bit, smiling a little awkwardly. her energy is a little nervous? a little... guilty, for some reason, but that's vaguer. ]
I didn't seek you out to ask questions, or anything like that. I don't... need to know the hows or anything. [ and he already said the why. she grabs a fistful of sand and lets it flow through her fingers ] I thought, maybe... acting like nothing happened would help?
[ with his feelings. grace is not actually super great at those it turns out. ]
[ . . . he huffs out a little bit of an amused breath at that - but there's still something uncertain. would that help? did it help? maybe for a little bit, because mineo's fairly easy to lead around but.]
.... I don't know. It'd feel... weird. It still feels weird.
[ hmm. she leans back to look up at the sky with a sigh ]
I guess I get it? [ her tone and feelings kind of say she doesn't entirely, but what is an emotion and acknowledging it. still: ] So do you want to talk about it, then?
. . . mineo will just shift a little bit at that, even as he looks out at the ocean. it's hard to say.]
.... I don't know, actually. Maybe it's because I don't know what to say. I'm a little confused that everyone really is just... checking on me. Worried about me.
It's hard to feel like I deserve it but... if that's what everyone wants from me... maybe I should give in?
[ there's something about that... after a second of blank silence she throws her head back fully and laughs. it's not amusement that colors it, so much as exhaustion, but: ]
We are so different. [ she's still not looking at mineo and more at the stars ] Do you ever think about doing something for yourself, and not because everyone wants you to? [ there's worry tinging the humor in her tone, and her hands are buried in the sand as she leans ] Even this murder, a big part of why you did it was for the sake of everyone else.
[ . . . . that - confuses him a little bit. like he didn't really think about it that way, and it makes him feel awkward, because it's like an accusation of being... somewhere between selfless and spineless]
I....
Well it's not like I want to be put in a jail cell, and I think it's dumb when I won't hurt anybody else obviously but it's still...
I don't know. I expected people to be angrier, I guess.
Why? Because you did what literally everyone talked about on Sunday and Tuesday? [ it comes off a little snappy and she quells the reflexive annoyance, scrubbing her face ] I guess I'm a little mad you even feel bad about it when if we hadn't kept him around as a back up plan for some reason, you wouldn't have had to. Or you would've done it but in front of everyone else, I guess.
[ it's not like mineo hid that he was willing. it's not like any of them hid that they were willing. ]
I think you did the right thing and I think we should've done it the second he survived the execution. If something's a danger to everyone, of course we shouldn't keep them around. That's how we kept the murder robot for two weeks.
[that is indeed how they kept a murder robot around for two weeks - and honestly seeing and feeling grace get so annoyed seems to at least calm him down a little. emotionshare is useful if only for letting him know exactly when people genuinely feel what they're saying to him.
because - well, she's being honest and truthful. he nods slowly at that.]
.... I don't know if I can agree that it's the right thing. [gently challenging but - ] I just... don't know if right or wrong really exist here.
[ . . . ]
But I don't regret what I did, and I don't feel bad for killing him exactly. I guess... I just feel bad for everything that happened after. Having to hide it, putting people through trial... all of that.
[ it's dismissive and placating, as grace sighs and looks at mineo once again. she's seemingly making an effort to not display her annoyance, because she does seem to want to comfort him somehow? the emotion of trying very hard. emotionshare is hard ]
Even the whole trial thing wasn't you. That's just how this place works. [ there's a flicker of-- annoyed amusement, though, and: ] I don't know why you absolutely needed to hide it with the best of the stupidest thing that happened here, though, so I guess you should feel bad for that.
Oh. Yeah.... I kind of do. I didn't realize it'd be so painful for some people to relive that stuff - and that was me being stupid and not thinking of it.
[he was fine with frustration but once people started getting emotional about croissants that's when he started to feel bad]
I know it's a flimsy thing now and doesn't really change - but I guess I just didn't want to introduce new evidence that couldn't accidentally implicate someone for real, and then I would've had to confess way sooner.
So I just stuck to old crazy stuff that we never solved...
[ well, grace didn't have painful feelings so she can't say anything there, and the emotions he's getting from this reveal is the same kind of annoyed amusement, and she nudges him a little ]
Next time, just stick to putting party balloons and pinatas everywhere. Same result, but at least it's fun. [ it's a clear joke, seeing as there won't be a next time, but you know. ]
That would be an improvement on how we usually spend our time. [ especially the without the murder part. she leans back again to look at the stars ] ... This does explain why you were freer than usual on Friday, though.
[ . . . there's just a little note of fondness at that]
It would have felt worse to hide, I think. I was going to tell enough people after... especially since everyone was able to find the bullet. [and in his own feelings - there's notes of relief. like he's so glad to have been found]
So just telling everyone at once - it was simpler to me.
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I didn't seek you out to ask questions, or anything like that. I don't... need to know the hows or anything. [ and he already said the why. she grabs a fistful of sand and lets it flow through her fingers ] I thought, maybe... acting like nothing happened would help?
[ with his feelings. grace is not actually super great at those it turns out. ]
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.... I don't know. It'd feel... weird. It still feels weird.
Like it's... a little too close to running away?
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I guess I get it? [ her tone and feelings kind of say she doesn't entirely, but what is an emotion and acknowledging it. still: ] So do you want to talk about it, then?
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. . . mineo will just shift a little bit at that, even as he looks out at the ocean. it's hard to say.]
.... I don't know, actually. Maybe it's because I don't know what to say. I'm a little confused that everyone really is just... checking on me. Worried about me.
It's hard to feel like I deserve it but... if that's what everyone wants from me... maybe I should give in?
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We are so different. [ she's still not looking at mineo and more at the stars ] Do you ever think about doing something for yourself, and not because everyone wants you to? [ there's worry tinging the humor in her tone, and her hands are buried in the sand as she leans ] Even this murder, a big part of why you did it was for the sake of everyone else.
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I....
Well it's not like I want to be put in a jail cell, and I think it's dumb when I won't hurt anybody else obviously but it's still...
I don't know. I expected people to be angrier, I guess.
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[ it's not like mineo hid that he was willing. it's not like any of them hid that they were willing. ]
I think you did the right thing and I think we should've done it the second he survived the execution. If something's a danger to everyone, of course we shouldn't keep them around. That's how we kept the murder robot for two weeks.
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because - well, she's being honest and truthful. he nods slowly at that.]
.... I don't know if I can agree that it's the right thing. [gently challenging but - ] I just... don't know if right or wrong really exist here.
[ . . . ]
But I don't regret what I did, and I don't feel bad for killing him exactly. I guess... I just feel bad for everything that happened after. Having to hide it, putting people through trial... all of that.
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[ it's dismissive and placating, as grace sighs and looks at mineo once again. she's seemingly making an effort to not display her annoyance, because she does seem to want to comfort him somehow? the emotion of trying very hard. emotionshare is hard ]
Even the whole trial thing wasn't you. That's just how this place works. [ there's a flicker of-- annoyed amusement, though, and: ] I don't know why you absolutely needed to hide it with the best of the stupidest thing that happened here, though, so I guess you should feel bad for that.
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[he was fine with frustration but once people started getting emotional about croissants that's when he started to feel bad]
I know it's a flimsy thing now and doesn't really change - but I guess I just didn't want to introduce new evidence that couldn't accidentally implicate someone for real, and then I would've had to confess way sooner.
So I just stuck to old crazy stuff that we never solved...
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Next time, just stick to putting party balloons and pinatas everywhere. Same result, but at least it's fun. [ it's a clear joke, seeing as there won't be a next time, but you know. ]
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Hah. Maybe we can do that without the murder.
[as if they don't have a lot of other things to do? admittedly would be better than everyone getting christian for a day]
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... I did look through all the floors, for the record - I don't know, just out of habit.
But it would've felt wrong, to keep lying when I knew everything that was already out there.
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Mm. I meant what I said then, you know. I wouldn't have blamed you if you'd never have admitted to it.
[ because people here can be... dicey. ]
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It would have felt worse to hide, I think. I was going to tell enough people after... especially since everyone was able to find the bullet. [and in his own feelings - there's notes of relief. like he's so glad to have been found]
So just telling everyone at once - it was simpler to me.