[...Her emotions are sharp, cold. There's grief, but there's also anger. Whether directed at Byleth or herself or at this entire place though, it's hard to tell.
she feels Mandricardo's grief and lets his emotions wash over her for a moment,]
[There's a sharp intake of breath, a sudden wave of...something like guilt? Before it washes away back into his grief, mixing with the low thrum of directionless anger.]
I was. [...] I talked to her this week. I don't know if I can fully forgive her, but...
...But it would have been better if she hadn't died, and left us with so many questions.
[that isn't fair, manwol knows. and she tries to tamp down any bitter feelings, but it's so hard when she's so used to lashing out at others in response to her grief.]
She was floating on a makeshift buoy. She had flowers in her hands.
Yeah. But I think...regardless, she couldn't answer any of them. Something was holding her back. Something...did that to her.
[In that she was kept silent by something. Whether it was the system, or the true mastermind, or something else...]
[But he knows that hardly matters, now. He looks at the flowers for a long moment. Flowers in her hands...there's a churning of discomfort and conflict, in his chest.]
Someone felt bad about it, with a presentation like that. Maybe...maybe it was....something they saw as merciful.
...I didn't mind that much at first. I thought this entire place was Mago's way of testing me. I thought God wanted to put me through another trial that they think I deserve, and I thought 'why not? I'm spiteful enough to endure just about anything.'
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[He approaches the flowers to stare at them for a long moment, before turning to her.]
...I wish it didn't hurt every time.
[When you lose someone you love.]
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she feels Mandricardo's grief and lets his emotions wash over her for a moment,]
...Weren't you angry at her?
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[There's a sharp intake of breath, a sudden wave of...something like guilt? Before it washes away back into his grief, mixing with the low thrum of directionless anger.]
I was. [...] I talked to her this week. I don't know if I can fully forgive her, but...
[It wasn't like he hated her.]
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[that isn't fair, manwol knows. and she tries to tamp down any bitter feelings, but it's so hard when she's so used to lashing out at others in response to her grief.]
She was floating on a makeshift buoy. She had flowers in her hands.
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[In that she was kept silent by something. Whether it was the system, or the true mastermind, or something else...]
[But he knows that hardly matters, now. He looks at the flowers for a long moment. Flowers in her hands...there's a churning of discomfort and conflict, in his chest.]
Someone felt bad about it, with a presentation like that. Maybe...maybe it was....something they saw as merciful.
[But death is death.]
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I might have done the same, if it was me. [...] Though I guess it could still be me.
[it's a terrible attempt at a joke, if it is one.]
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[A huff.]
I would hope it isn't you. But at this point, I don't know anymore. Some days, I don't know who to believe.
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I feel exactly the same. ...It really is something -- that this place makes us doubt even ourselves.
[it's infuriating, she's glaring at these flowers still]
...Did Byleth do the same? I knew she felt guilty, but... It felt like she accepted her actions.
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...Yeah. I think someone said that...whatever these killers are doing, they think they're still on our side, somehow.
When I asked Byleth that, she couldn't really answer. Like...she just couldn't. Keepin' a secret that...they would die with.
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...Maybe dying will fix that. [that sounds crass, but] ...Whoever wins Chad's auction can speak to her and find out.
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[There's a little bit of...something like guilt. Because Byleth aside, if he had a choice now to see someone dead...it would not be her.]
Its cruel, you know. Giving us that ability to bring someone back. But not everyone.
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It feels like it has the potential to go wrong. ...But I think I would still use it. Would you?
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[Because that's what it's for, right? Drama. Pure and plain drama.]
But...yeah. I would.
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[...]
...I didn't mind that much at first. I thought this entire place was Mago's way of testing me. I thought God wanted to put me through another trial that they think I deserve, and I thought 'why not? I'm spiteful enough to endure just about anything.'