[she heard as much, though that caveat is interesting.]
That makes it sound like you could tell some people, rather than none?
[but she doesn't necessarily expect to be told.]
Here is why I am asking. Two monsters this week. Three cases. I am very confident Robin was not involved. So unless either Karlach or Daan was your partner, they killed Kanda. Were you aware of that?
[She grimaces.] No, I misspoke. I can't say anything. The blood boils up right away.
[No confessions. Though she's taking a slow inhale listening to this. She turns away, pushing at the edges of her bandage with three fingers. Feeling the hollow again.]
Define "aware." You're the first person to come talk to me about Kanda, if that's what you're asking.
Ah. Don't push yourself, then, dear. This isn't an interrogation - I already knew you couldn't tell me, nor did I think you'd necessarily want to.
[she isn't trying to get information from her.]
I more wanted to know whether you'd done the same math yourself or not. And if not, I thought you ought to hear it. Because you may be the one person here who knows.
The thing about Robin is, it's easy to keep an eye out for her.
[so her still being around is... less dangerous.]
I hope you won't take this the wrong way, but have you at all weighed the possibility of a solution for this person? I know you didn't have much fun, with the cure they gave you. But maybe there's another way?
I know. I believe you. And I'd rather they not become swallowed whole! It's not a matter of wanting anyone harmed. It's a matter of minimizing the damage wherever we can.
Though imagining what might happen if they don't get a fix for this brings her back to that bleak, wasteland stretch she's been lying in since coming out of the swamp.
Since yesterday. Since returning. Since she lived through her own accusation. Further back than that, really. It's more like returning to old stomping grounds. I don't know how much more I can take.
Daan slipped. She's on the same road, just a few paces back.]
Well. If you find someone in my position who's hot to trot, set me up on a date with them. I'd use my wish for this.
[Her mouth twists. It's hard to breathe, just considering it. Imagining.]
Yeah. Just more dogs to put down.
[Cats.
Camille shivers. Blinks fast, but not enough to hold back the fresh tears. One track blooms out over the side of her cheek. The other?]
Shit.
[She leans down, uselessly cupping the bandage at her lost eye, hissing through the burgeoning sobs. Did you know that tears are made in the eyelid and can pool in the socket while it is still healing?]
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[She's hardly feeling up to getting offended anyway.
She meets Laudna's eyes straight on for that question, though. She holds the reply hostage, just long enough to be answer in itself.]
I can't give you the details. It's the same rules as the monster stuff.
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[she heard as much, though that caveat is interesting.]
That makes it sound like you could tell some people, rather than none?
[but she doesn't necessarily expect to be told.]
Here is why I am asking. Two monsters this week. Three cases. I am very confident Robin was not involved. So unless either Karlach or Daan was your partner, they killed Kanda. Were you aware of that?
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[No confessions. Though she's taking a slow inhale listening to this. She turns away, pushing at the edges of her bandage with three fingers. Feeling the hollow again.]
Define "aware." You're the first person to come talk to me about Kanda, if that's what you're asking.
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[she isn't trying to get information from her.]
I more wanted to know whether you'd done the same math yourself or not. And if not, I thought you ought to hear it. Because you may be the one person here who knows.
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[Hasn't wanted to think about it.]
Saw some clues that were suspicious, but nothing for sure.
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[so her still being around is... less dangerous.]
I hope you won't take this the wrong way, but have you at all weighed the possibility of a solution for this person? I know you didn't have much fun, with the cure they gave you. But maybe there's another way?
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[a dark cloud spawns over her head. She won't meet Laudna's gaze.]
If they really were involved, then it didn't work. Haven't had a chance to ask.
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They still don't want to hurt anyone. I'll tell you that much. It hasn't swallowed them whole yet.
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I'm "widowed" now, myself. I have to find someone else who's in the same boat.
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Though imagining what might happen if they don't get a fix for this brings her back to that bleak, wasteland stretch she's been lying in since coming out of the swamp.
Since yesterday. Since returning. Since she lived through her own accusation. Further back than that, really. It's more like returning to old stomping grounds. I don't know how much more I can take.
Daan slipped. She's on the same road, just a few paces back.]
Well. If you find someone in my position who's hot to trot, set me up on a date with them. I'd use my wish for this.
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Cw: eye gore side effects
Yeah. Just more dogs to put down.
[Cats.
Camille shivers. Blinks fast, but not enough to hold back the fresh tears. One track blooms out over the side of her cheek. The other?]
Shit.
[She leans down, uselessly cupping the bandage at her lost eye, hissing through the burgeoning sobs. Did you know that tears are made in the eyelid and can pool in the socket while it is still healing?]
God that stings.
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...Oh, dear. Be careful. Let's not set you off.