O-oh. Um... Caelus killed Marina, and Monsieur Gale was the one who was forced to fight him. We weren't absolutely certain about it, but it seems as if... Robin most likely killed Tomizawa...
Caelus killed Marina? [Jesus. She has to catch her breath. And Gale — that explains the bandages. She can't imagine Robin killing Tomi, but then she's still walking around? No one's shied away from her?
Is she going to be cornered and killed off, like she was?]
...Huh? [Sorry, she has to shake herself loose of the morbidity.] Yes, what is it?
[...he can guess what she might be thinking, considering Robin's situation is the one she was in, and his face falls a little more at it-- but he takes in a deep breath, bracing himself.]
I was told that I can tell people who knew my monster before without any penalty, so... mine has changed. It's manticore, now, a-and I can-- spy on a conversation someone had, on a particular day.
[...]
I used it after they killed you. I thought that whoever did it must have been... avoiding the consequences, since they didn't come forward or do it where they could be seen, so I... I found them, that way. I saw what happened. And when I spoke with Rondo, he told me what his plan was, but I...
He never asked you if it was what you would want. He said that since you had struggled when he killed you, you must have wanted to live. So I-- I wanted to ask if...
[There have been so many surprises in such a short amount of time. Maybe this isn't the top spot, but it still blindsides her like a swat from a steel beam.]
...You saw?
[Why it fills her with such dread, she can't say. The deed is over and done with. But she feels exposed now. Wretched, subjecting him to her pathetic end. She only half remembers it herself, drunk as a skunk, losing it quick and bleeding out quicker.
Mathis shouldn't have to see that. How could he — why bring this up now?]
I'm not....what?
[I don't want to be here. These woods, this life, this moment. None of it.]
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[so! you know! bad. it's bad.]
Camille, may I... ask you something personal?
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Is she going to be cornered and killed off, like she was?]
...Huh? [Sorry, she has to shake herself loose of the morbidity.] Yes, what is it?
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I was told that I can tell people who knew my monster before without any penalty, so... mine has changed. It's manticore, now, a-and I can-- spy on a conversation someone had, on a particular day.
[...]
I used it after they killed you. I thought that whoever did it must have been... avoiding the consequences, since they didn't come forward or do it where they could be seen, so I... I found them, that way. I saw what happened. And when I spoke with Rondo, he told me what his plan was, but I...
He never asked you if it was what you would want. He said that since you had struggled when he killed you, you must have wanted to live. So I-- I wanted to ask if...
If you're all right.
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...You saw?
[Why it fills her with such dread, she can't say. The deed is over and done with. But she feels exposed now. Wretched, subjecting him to her pathetic end. She only half remembers it herself, drunk as a skunk, losing it quick and bleeding out quicker.
Mathis shouldn't have to see that. How could he — why bring this up now?]
I'm not....what?
[I don't want to be here. These woods, this life, this moment. None of it.]