[CONTINUE + 3] Week 1 || act: investigate

[foundationmods]

[Everything is still, silent, and dark - just like it should be.

But there is still, undeniably...

a feeling of foreboding.

You know what this is.

One of your own...has perished.

At the hands of one of you.]

((One person only in each spot, please!))

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[dereban]

I know that.

But - you're right, because I'm stubborn as hell, too. It doesn't matter if the whole world winds up against me, or even if the people I love wind up disagreeing with me.

[She...

...is honestly a little scared, really...

Because there are still some opinions she hasn't heard of yet.]

[improbablenotimpossible]

...It's part of life, nobody is in sync all the time. Though honestly, I should thank you for your insistence the other day - I nearly lost what I should be doing.

[dereban]

I mean, I suppose that's true... but at the same time, I can't help but find it rather difficult when I'm pushed against the wall like this.

[Just the mere fact that most people are against her... kind of stings, just a little. Even if she tries to obscure it.]

Ah - no, I didn't really do much, though. It's not something you have to necessarily thank me for.

[improbablenotimpossible]

It's never easy being the one against many. And just because I don't need to doesn't mean I don't want to.

[Then quietly, he added]

We'll get to the truth - we have to.

[dereban]

I know.

[It makes her miss her friends, from back home.

It's been so long since she's been able to see them in the flesh... and that kind of stings, just a little, the thought of it. Shutting her eyes momentarily, Himeko tries to think on what to say. When she doesn't come up with anything-]

Mm. You're welcome. And - I know. But it can't be some superficial truth. Some superficial answer...

But at the same time, I'm afraid of what the truth might have in store. Or if finding it is even the 'right' answer.

[improbablenotimpossible]

...Sometimes the truth is an ugly thing, isn't it? Especially if you have to dig in for it...

[He turns away, fingers pressing together, lifting up for a moment for lowering, the habits of a smoker]

[dereban]

[She nods, quiet.]

Nobody ever said the truth was going to be pretty...

And I don't think what we might find at the end of this tunnel will be, either. But - I still want to know. I can't not know.