they run into each other at some point between the public confession and the bonfire party. asa eyes him carefully, as if trying to gauge if he's actually about to reveal he's super pissed off at her or what.]
[she seems more surprised than anything, an exclamation mark popping up behind her. and while a teeny bit of tension drains from her shoulder, there's a grumbly little thought: They couldn't have warned me?
...since the day it happened. I-I'm sorry that I didn't tell you, but Monsieur Gale asked me to keep it to myself for a little while... um, and I sort of forced them into it after I caught them, anyway...
[one of the rare situations of "sorry that i found out about a murder".]
week four, tuesday.
they run into each other at some point between the public confession and the bonfire party. asa eyes him carefully, as if trying to gauge if he's actually about to reveal he's super pissed off at her or what.]
... Hey...
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[he knew, he's just been keeping it quiet enough he didn't... tell her he knew yet. oops.]
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[she seems more surprised than anything, an exclamation mark popping up behind her. and while a teeny bit of tension drains from her shoulder, there's a grumbly little thought: They couldn't have warned me?
the boys really did not say shit]
How long have you known...?
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[one of the rare situations of "sorry that i found out about a murder".]
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It's fine. I don't know how I would've reacted if I knew someone had figured it out the same day, anyway...
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[so it's fine it's fine it worked out.]
...I am relieved to have her back, though.
[thoughtshare outs a little of what he's more hesitant to say: i just don't know whether living is going to be too hard on her.]
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Bringing her back was the plan from the start. I just... regret causing everyone so much grief in the meantime.
[She has to be okay. If she doesn't make it, then we...]