[Normally, she would read it to him. But it's quite a bit of text, so she simply pulls out a notebook to flip through the pages until she's found what she's looking for, and then she turns it over for him to read. It says:
Until their essence fades to nothing in the Land of the Dead, the spirit yet remains. Knowing that, one wonders if it may yet be possible to restore those lost to us, that we may no longer mourn their absence. They would require a connection - something to anchor them to who they once were and to the worlds from whence they came, and a spark of life. Could the latter, perhaps, be borrowed from another? And how would one share themselves so, without endangering their own life?]
Could it be our daemons? They're made out of dust, and we share a symbiotic relationship with them. We can't exist without them, just like they can't exist without us.
[That said... She pauses, her gaze shifting as if she's considering something, before it settles on him again.]
... By the way, I received a letter from Susato. There are some... embarrassing personal matters discussed, so I'm sorry that I can't share it with you, or anyone else. But she asked me to pass on a message to you.
She asked me to tell you about [air quotes] "vulnerable hearts," followed by two words I couldn't understand. The two words were separated by the word "and." Then she said we need to better understand Rochalízo's gift to you, followed by another illegible word and "risky."
... But most of all, she wanted you to know she misses you.
anyway he just looks... very soft, for a moment, brows knitting together, mouth pulling into a gentle, affected smile.
... I see. [ god, he misses her too. all of the dead, really, but the wound of susato's death hasn't quite healed. ] Hopefully, we will not have to miss each other for much longer.
As for the rest... I suppose the risk must come from using the bomb itself. [ ... ] I hope that we can contact them soon in a way that is more tangible - I've tried to ask about the switch, but I've had trouble finding anything helpful.
[ he tilts his head too, though it's more thoughtful, and then, smiles. ]
...Because I know that she understands the guilt of having done something weigh on you is a terrifying thing to have to face alone - and that she didn't want anyone else to have to suffer through such a thing.
[ san lang, who has been content to be a jungle gym, rolls over just a little to knock pygmalion off of him, but it is only so he can shift forms in a glimmer of gold dust, to a ferret. ]
It is why she told me of the fact that the daemon of someone who killed someone else does not shift. Never once to target others, but rather - to let them know they have an ally, as the true enemy here is not each other, but the powers that have forced people's hands in the first place.
The truth is what matters, after all. Not punishments or judgements; just knowledge, and the ability to be as close to open as things with someone as this place will let people be.
[Pygmalion rolls over on the ground dramatically, staying on his back while whining over the fact that he is no longer tall. Monika watches this, humming.]
... Ahaha, is that so? Susato really is amazing.
[She smiles gently, clasping her hands together behind her back.]
Well, you don't have to worry about me spreading the word. Unlike some of the others, I don't care to see anyone harassed and lynched for things that were totally out of their control, all in the name of "closure."
[ xie lian laughs a little, as san lang the ferret makes his way over to mush his face in pygmalion's tummy. squish. soft and warm. ]
And... I think this close to the end, we especially don't have to worry so much. Even so, I am glad to hear that we're of the same mindset. [ he returns the gentle smile with one of his own. he. also thinks some people are doing the most with this but. ] It is understandable that the dead are frustrated - but, it is not much conducive to solving our mystery as a whole.
Revenge is not closure; revenge does not bring back the dead, nor does it do anything but feed into this power struggle these angels have dragged us all into. I will surely continue to do my best to keep everyone focused on the main goals ahead of us.
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[Normally, she would read it to him. But it's quite a bit of text, so she simply pulls out a notebook to flip through the pages until she's found what she's looking for, and then she turns it over for him to read. It says:
Until their essence fades to nothing in the Land of the Dead, the spirit yet remains. Knowing that, one wonders if it may yet be possible to restore those lost to us, that we may no longer mourn their absence. They would require a connection - something to anchor them to who they once were and to the worlds from whence they came, and a spark of life. Could the latter, perhaps, be borrowed from another? And how would one share themselves so, without endangering their own life?]
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he scooches over to read!! xie lian's expression goes a little surprised, then determined, brows furrowing. ]
...An anchor, and a spark of life. [ ... ] So, we must find something to share of ourselves with the dead to return them to us.
I suppose... our Dust would make the most sense, would it not? [ since that seems to be the tie to 'life', here. ] But how...
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[That said... She pauses, her gaze shifting as if she's considering something, before it settles on him again.]
... By the way, I received a letter from Susato. There are some... embarrassing personal matters discussed, so I'm sorry that I can't share it with you, or anyone else. But she asked me to pass on a message to you.
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[ wow can't believe monika and susato are gay
anyway. he nods, head tilting to the side...? ] That's fine, of course. What did she say...?
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She asked me to tell you about [air quotes] "vulnerable hearts," followed by two words I couldn't understand. The two words were separated by the word "and." Then she said we need to better understand Rochalízo's gift to you, followed by another illegible word and "risky."
... But most of all, she wanted you to know she misses you.
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anyway he just looks... very soft, for a moment, brows knitting together, mouth pulling into a gentle, affected smile.
... I see. [ god, he misses her too. all of the dead, really, but the wound of susato's death hasn't quite healed. ] Hopefully, we will not have to miss each other for much longer.
As for the rest... I suppose the risk must come from using the bomb itself. [ ... ] I hope that we can contact them soon in a way that is more tangible - I've tried to ask about the switch, but I've had trouble finding anything helpful.
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Gently, she reaches over to place a hand on his arm.]
I hope so, too.
[Dead men have a lot of tales to tell, as it turns out.]
There was something else in her letter I couldn't figure out, but it had to do with you and Rin. Like, it was literally written this way...
[A quick scribble on her notebook: (____) (____) XL + Rin]
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i'm
hello ]
... Myself and Rin...? [ ???? ] And there was no context before it...? Or was it just an addendum?
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[He will see what she means, since she will add one line above and one below to form this neat little "paragraph."
XL (____)
(____) (____) XL + Rin
(____) (____) (____) (____) (____) alone]
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he's quiet for a moment, looking at the blanks thoughtfully.
...and it is the last word that clues him in. ]
...well. There is something he and I both know. [ and his gaze briefly moves to pygmalion, purposefully lingering, and then back to monika. ]
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I see. Well, whatever it is, why do you think Susato included it in her letter?
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...Because I know that she understands the guilt of having done something weigh on you is a terrifying thing to have to face alone - and that she didn't want anyone else to have to suffer through such a thing.
[ san lang, who has been content to be a jungle gym, rolls over just a little to knock pygmalion off of him, but it is only so he can shift forms in a glimmer of gold dust, to a ferret. ]
It is why she told me of the fact that the daemon of someone who killed someone else does not shift. Never once to target others, but rather - to let them know they have an ally, as the true enemy here is not each other, but the powers that have forced people's hands in the first place.
The truth is what matters, after all. Not punishments or judgements; just knowledge, and the ability to be as close to open as things with someone as this place will let people be.
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... Ahaha, is that so? Susato really is amazing.
[She smiles gently, clasping her hands together behind her back.]
Well, you don't have to worry about me spreading the word. Unlike some of the others, I don't care to see anyone harassed and lynched for things that were totally out of their control, all in the name of "closure."
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[ xie lian laughs a little, as san lang the ferret makes his way over to mush his face in pygmalion's tummy. squish. soft and warm. ]
And... I think this close to the end, we especially don't have to worry so much. Even so, I am glad to hear that we're of the same mindset. [ he returns the gentle smile with one of his own. he. also thinks some people are doing the most with this but. ] It is understandable that the dead are frustrated - but, it is not much conducive to solving our mystery as a whole.
Revenge is not closure; revenge does not bring back the dead, nor does it do anything but feed into this power struggle these angels have dragged us all into. I will surely continue to do my best to keep everyone focused on the main goals ahead of us.