[He doesn't reply to that for a moment. But then he notices the shift - he has learned that the lion form tends to come with certain moods, and he looks over, his voice quiet.]
...Are you questioning whether it was right to do what you did?
I've never killed anyone before. I never thought I'd have to think about that. I don't think he was right, but was it right for me to be the executioner?
....Come now, what are you saying? It isn't as if you willfully volunteered for the thing. You were forced into it. Your actions, my dear fellow, are not on you.
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[He remarks, with some surprise, at the touch to his shoulder, and then the question.]
Come now. I'm not the one with a whole wound in my stomach, am I?
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[ He keeps his hand there, trying to find what he wants to say. ]
I don't think I'd be okay if our situations were reversed.
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[just]
[boggles at him]
But they aren't, so. Look, what are you worrying over me for? Come now. Don't be silly.
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So you're saying you're fine with me laying here like this?
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What do you think, hm?
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I think it bothers you more than you want it to.
[ He closes his eyes, bringing his hand to rest on his stomach. Very gingerly in his action. ]
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[HUFF HUFF >8I]
Don't push yourself. You'll need plenty of rest.
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[ He nudges him a little bit. ]
I will. But I still have a few things I needed to do.
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[>8/]
...Well, good for you on that. Good to have your goals to work for.
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[ There's a wry little smile there. ]
I'll get what bedrest I can, but don't expect me to just stay laying here forever.
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Hmmph. Still don't know why you insist on not having your own bed, my dear fellow.
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You're INJURED.
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Would you feel better if we went there?
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Why the blast do we have just one bed in these things?
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[Just bringing his knees up to lean over them.]
This whole mess seems like one large joke.
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[ But then, if Sholmes is paying mind, Finley nearby shifts to lion form as Kotetsu asks quietly: ]
...Was that the right choice?
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[He doesn't reply to that for a moment. But then he notices the shift - he has learned that the lion form tends to come with certain moods, and he looks over, his voice quiet.]
...Are you questioning whether it was right to do what you did?
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[ He drapes is arm over his eyes. ]
I've never killed anyone before. I never thought I'd have to think about that. I don't think he was right, but was it right for me to be the executioner?
[ His hand tightens in frustration. ]
But I couldn't let it go the other way, either.
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[His eyebrows furrow.]
You shouldn't blame yourself.
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You said I wasn't a murderer. Can you really say that now?
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[No, the momentary pause only hardens his expression.]
Don't be a fool. You are, in the bare meaning of the word. But you, as a person...no. I shan't hear that out of you.
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