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[personal profile] amain 2021-07-10 02:12 am (UTC)(link)
[ And Nier approaches when he sees Claude wave to him. Vibes here... Are complicated. There's more sorrow than there is anger, but there's also acceptance. The worry is for Claude, though. ]

... Yeah. It'll take some time before I can use my shoulder and arm like normal, but I'll be fine.

[ He sits next to him, rolling up his pants and taking off his shoes, to join in the water kickies. ]

Are you all right, Claude?
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[personal profile] amain 2021-07-10 03:29 am (UTC)(link)
When I talked to her last Sunday, she told me... While she understood facing consequences, she wouldn't go down without a fight.

[ Whether that's comforting or not, who knows? Nier's emotions don't change. They're... Still sad. ]

Did you get to talk to her on Thursday?

[ Rip that Regret. ]
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[personal profile] amain 2021-07-10 04:21 am (UTC)(link)
[ At least Nier can cement that for him. He won't judge him for it. ]

I did. [ His emotions are complicated, guilty for yielding. ] We never know when someone might go, but I thought I should at least talk to her and say what I wanted to say... Since it was likely she would be targeted.
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[personal profile] amain 2021-07-10 05:01 am (UTC)(link)
[ Fortunately, that is his good shoulder. There's a small burst of fondness before it disappears. Nier merely sits there and looks out. ]

... Before we both knocked out, we acted like before. [ When they were friends. There's endearment, longing for simpler times, and the usual guilt weaved between each emotion. ] I taught her a couple of songs from my village, too.

[ There's anger that has nowhere to go. ]

I don't know if it helped. I'm still angry for the dead. Angry—that I can't do much in this place.
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[personal profile] amain 2021-07-10 02:40 pm (UTC)(link)
It would be easier… I’d be able to blame her for it all without much of a thought.

[ And he would have been able to kill her without hesitation, but unfortunately he knows her. Guilt rises, but he tries to push it down. ]

Their answer is leaving us more corpses. Until we know more, my feelings can’t change.

[ Chanting that she’s taken a handful of their friends—that she lied straight to his face—lightens the blow. ]