From the white lights, the darkness comes...

[sageking]

Today's trial was a mixture of regret, anger, guilt, and second-thoughts. Perhaps some people realized that situations and choices weren't to be black or white. However, decisions were made, and whether it'd be through people keeping secrets or causing a ton of chaos...everyone could probably agree on one thing:

They've made their choices and no matter what happened in the coming days, they will lie in the beds they made for themselves. Whatever that should mean for each and every single person still living here.

That being said, there's still new choices to make. In the days to come, what will those be?

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[boardreversal]

S-Still...

[He comes back over, sitting down and trying to wipe his eyes.]

Thank you...for keeping this for me. And...

['...
I'm...afraid, to ask this, but....
I have to.']

...Can we...be friends, again?

[finalring]

...

[ he wishes that he could bring himself to say no. at least, that way, it won't hurt as much if or when battler dies...

but romani also knows that's not true. it's far too late to worry about whether or not it won't hurt-- because he cares about battler. ]

If you really want to be friends with someone like me...then I'd be more than grateful, Battler.

[boardreversal]

...Then, we're friends.

[There's such a note of relief behind it - because Romani was one of the people here he cared for the most. As time ticked downward, and more and more of them were lost...In the end, he couldn't stop himself from caring about everyone, could he?

Especially not when his heart had been reawoken like this, proving to him that he....

'They're....people.
I can't shut them away, or tell myself otherwise.
...because, I care about all of them...So -']

And...I'm grateful, too, for the same reasons.