So we shall. There's no choice but to move forward and uncover what truths we might.
[It is... perhaps a different flavor of the tragedies he's used to seeing, but nothing that shocks him. His manner reminds as mild as ever.
... Though something in his expression shifts a bit, eyebrows dipping slightly.]
Many told me how they enjoyed your party, and the camaraderie that you helped bring between us.
[...]
Until I know for certain what happened, I will not cast any of you in a negative light. There are many reasons for death -- murder, self-defense, an unnecessary accident...
[And so he doesn't want any of them giving into despair]
(He looks down, eyes shifting to the side in thoughtful silence. Yes, the only thing they can do now is find the truth and to do that, they'll have to do everything they can, learn what they can, talk and listen... It's one of the reasons why'd he'd chosen to speak to Chiron, to make sure he wasn't around before jumping to any conclusions,)
I meant what I said. We're better if we work together.
(For all of his layers and all of his little secrets, he still believes that to be true. He lets out a sigh, exaggerated, loud, dramatic,)
Withholding judgement, huh, Teach? I'm not surprised.
(He's a thoughtful and observant person. Not unlike the Professor. )
Something's going on here, though. That song on our devices... (The only thing that betrays how he really feels it the way he clenches a fist at his side,) It came from somewhere.
(And for someone who was raised to honor the dead, he can't forgive it.)
[Divided, they will only end up hurting themselves. But being willing to share and spread information will work to their benefit.
-- Assuming no one lies.
But that is a thought he keeps to himself, more a footnote to consider at a later date. He is not easily moved out of his ever-present calm, and right now, he just wishes to help those who need assistance in keeping their thoughts in order.
His expression still darkens at the mention of that song, however]
At baseline, it was senseless mockery. At worst, there is another malevolent factor at play.
(And there's another thing they can agree on. People don't just come up with whole songs like that out of no where. Even if they were able to compose a song, to write one about something like? That's tactless.
It's something they'll have to look into later,)
We'll have to ask our masked friends about it when we see them again.
(Ah,)
Huh? Oh, this. (He holds up his hand,) Would you believe it? A squirrel bit me this morning. I always thought they were friendly woodland creatures but I guess that goes to show you can't judge based on preconceived notions.
I even said sorry before I messed with it...
(It's actually embarrassing!!! Why couldn't he have been bitten by something cooler!!)
It had something under all of its acorns. There was a piece of cloth... I think it might have come from the body, actually. It was all dirty and covered in blood but I couldn't really get a good look at it because the other group started screaming.
(A beat,)
Don't worry, don't worry, I didn't get any of mine on it.
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It looks like we're going to really see what's going on here sooner than later.
(From the back of his throat, he laughs shortly. Heh. )
Well, it was fun while it lasted.
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[It is... perhaps a different flavor of the tragedies he's used to seeing, but nothing that shocks him. His manner reminds as mild as ever.
... Though something in his expression shifts a bit, eyebrows dipping slightly.]
Many told me how they enjoyed your party, and the camaraderie that you helped bring between us.
[...]
Until I know for certain what happened, I will not cast any of you in a negative light. There are many reasons for death -- murder, self-defense, an unnecessary accident...
[And so he doesn't want any of them giving into despair]
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I meant what I said. We're better if we work together.
(For all of his layers and all of his little secrets, he still believes that to be true. He lets out a sigh, exaggerated, loud, dramatic,)
Withholding judgement, huh, Teach? I'm not surprised.
(He's a thoughtful and observant person. Not unlike the Professor. )
Something's going on here, though. That song on our devices... (The only thing that betrays how he really feels it the way he clenches a fist at his side,) It came from somewhere.
(And for someone who was raised to honor the dead, he can't forgive it.)
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[Divided, they will only end up hurting themselves. But being willing to share and spread information will work to their benefit.
-- Assuming no one lies.
But that is a thought he keeps to himself, more a footnote to consider at a later date. He is not easily moved out of his ever-present calm, and right now, he just wishes to help those who need assistance in keeping their thoughts in order.
His expression still darkens at the mention of that song, however]
At baseline, it was senseless mockery. At worst, there is another malevolent factor at play.
[-- And also, seeing that fist clench:]
How were you injured, Claude?
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It's something they'll have to look into later,)
We'll have to ask our masked friends about it when we see them again.
(Ah,)
Huh? Oh, this. (He holds up his hand,) Would you believe it? A squirrel bit me this morning. I always thought they were friendly woodland creatures but I guess that goes to show you can't judge based on preconceived notions.
I even said sorry before I messed with it...
(It's actually embarrassing!!! Why couldn't he have been bitten by something cooler!!)
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[Y'all. It's a squirrel. It thinks about nuts and how to escape predators.]
Were you able to wash the bite properly?
[-- Actually scratch that. The other question is:]
And why were you close enough to a squirrel that it was able to bite you?
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(He knows how to take care of himself!)
It had something under all of its acorns. There was a piece of cloth... I think it might have come from the body, actually. It was all dirty and covered in blood but I couldn't really get a good look at it because the other group started screaming.
(A beat,)
Don't worry, don't worry, I didn't get any of mine on it.