nobody's in the mood for recording 6.9: the post-trial garden tea "party"

[tsunderine]

The flowers that bloomed at the end of the trial are ones that only seem to prove, continuously, that the road to hell is paved with good intentions.

Of course, it's only natural that many of the people are full of mixed emotions - grief? sadness? anger? frustration? maybe something else completely different?

But it's there, along with the end of the week.

Miasma still continues to be around, of course - but make use of the fact that this might be the last time it'll be at a low level one before it shoots up again.


Well.

Life continues as usual, disregarding any feelings that any of the house's occupants might be feeling.

So what are you doing these next two days?

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[finalring]

I... I won’t.

[ the fact that battler sees through him like that stings romani, especially since it’s true. he wishes that there was more that he could say but...he can’t. for battler’s sake.

he looks back at battler, green eyes fixed on him. if he has to put up a strong act then he will gladly do so, if it means that battler can be reassured somewhat. ]

I will not die here, okay? I can handle this and I will continue to help you all—I’m not going to go anywhere.

[boardreversal]

[He just...Nods, slowly.

For now, that's all he can ask - even though he knows it's just a front. That there's things at work that can't be said....that will probably never be told to him.

It hurts, but it's alright. He gets it. he honestly...truly does.

He is, after all, someone who isn't good enough - and that's okay. He gives a small smile.]

Yeah. And - I'll also do my best, Sensei - even if that means just badgering you to take care of yourself.

That's what friends do, after all.