[god. she's equal parts furious and depressed about it.]
This whole time, ever since we started to realize more about these cases, I thought-- I thought that it was horrible, and of course none of us ever wanted to do this, but maybe we could at least get answers. Learn something. Make some-- some kind of progress toward putting an end to all of this. And this is what we get? For watching people die every week, for putting more of them to death, for doing everything we can-- this is what we fucking get?
[ He laughs, feeling somehow validated by her frustration, as foolish as it is. ]
Right. I thought, we'd find a way, you know? The murderers are slippery, and they avoid our questions, but there's something. We just need to find a way. Outsmart the gimmicks they've put in place. We'll find a way.
Or the contact with them. We have-- there will be options. The right people just need to have them, any information we get from that has to be shared or else we'll keep going nowhere.
As long as the communication is used communally, hopefully we'll be able to band together to get some results. I just... [ He sighs. ] I think people might be afraid, of asking too much. What might happen.
oh also some things happened earlier so i need to retcon that her injured arm has Not been in the sling it was in earlier, she's just been holding it still.]
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Claude is just sorrow, and anger. ]
Why?
[ He's not asking her. He's just. Defeated. ]
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Put together theories like children writing stories, unable to find any real answers?
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[god. she's equal parts furious and depressed about it.]
This whole time, ever since we started to realize more about these cases, I thought-- I thought that it was horrible, and of course none of us ever wanted to do this, but maybe we could at least get answers. Learn something. Make some-- some kind of progress toward putting an end to all of this. And this is what we get? For watching people die every week, for putting more of them to death, for doing everything we can-- this is what we fucking get?
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Right. I thought, we'd find a way, you know? The murderers are slippery, and they avoid our questions, but there's something. We just need to find a way. Outsmart the gimmicks they've put in place. We'll find a way.
Well, what now?
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[god. the anger is still there, but it's being overtaken by sorrow, at this point.]
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... Maybe Sally's item. If someone returns from the daycare, maybe they can help.
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[ He blinks, staring up at the ceiling. ]
As long as the communication is used communally, hopefully we'll be able to band together to get some results. I just... [ He sighs. ] I think people might be afraid, of asking too much. What might happen.
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[there's just-- frustration. exhaustion.
oh also some things happened earlier so i need to retcon that her injured arm has Not been in the sling it was in earlier, she's just been holding it still.]
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... You're speaking quite a bit now. How's your throat?
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I'll live. It didn't... feel like the kind of subject to leave to an artificial voice.
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What about your arm?
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Needed both arms to stop Malik from running off to commit murder.
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Sorry, what?
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[said in the matter-of-fact way that comes only from the purest exhaustion with your problem teen.]
It's-- we're fine. He's fine. Think we got some development in, there, I don't think he truly wanted to do it, he was... lashing out.
[but she definitely still had to talk him down from going off to stab.]
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Was he that close with Wang Lu?
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