[Jason does not agree because Dimitri's hand was forced. It wasn't with consent. He isn't like Bruce who simply looks at "you killed" in black and white (except, of course, when it comes to his own son; somehow, that's different).]
Say it again, and I'll send you with a black eye. I want you to keep fighting on the other side. I don't know if we have to do anything yet, or if it's up to them only. But I'm pretty sure they need to find a way to get back to the lobby.
I can't make you not give up, but if you want to end this bastard of a sick game, then you need to keep going on that side.
[ unfortunately, murder games have taught him moral ambiguity. but in his case, specifically, it's still black and white. he killed someone, and he's going to pay for it. ]
...I know.
[ jason's right, because there's too much at stake to rest, even when you're dead. ]
I know that, but... [ he grips the edge of his seat until his knuckles practically glow white. ] I am so tired of this place. Of these games. [ of the guilt. ]
[He glances at him sidelong, expression not exactly softer since it was already not that hard to begin with anyway.]
I know. I am too. I thought ours was the last. A little disappointed to learn there has been so many other ones. But that's why I want to put an end to this. Not just this game, but... the Nightman, or whatever the hell is happening here.
...Yes. Anything that is bound by things like contracts and rules cannot be impossible to outmatch. I believe we stand a chance of defeating this... Nightman, and the hotel.
[ still, it'd have been nice if it didn't happen at all. after a few seconds he relaxes again, mostly looking exhausted. ]
If my soul finds its way to the other side, I will do as you ask. I am sure you can leave your messages for the dead in your letters, but if there is anything besides that, I will carry it on to them.
[ he's not as tense and stiff-shouldered as usual. jason's efforts are appreciated, even if they all go through this same, helpless situation every week. it still means something to reach out.
after a moment, he pulls out the key to his room. ]
Here. Would you take a few things for me? There is a video tape that Sylvain had found, shortly... [ he pauses as his stomach does a funny little flip ] ...just before he died. I'm sure there are other copies, but just in case, I would ask you to take it.
There are also a number of papers in my desk drawers that I have been penned over the weeks. Should you meet my father and I do not return, I would ask you to deliver them to him, and explain the situation as much as you are able. They are my notes from the library, as well as proposals of governance and instructions on where I have hidden my few personal affects from my uncle.
[ hmm. ]
And of course, look after everyone else, and make sure no one befouls Claude's grave. I believe that will be the lot of it.
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Did they come visit you this week, or did you do it on your own?
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[ he was never going to kill on his own. ]
And I would not have picked Claude, if I had the choice.
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[He doesn't sound angry or anything.]
I want you to keep fighting on the other side.
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I can only hope I do not end up there.
[ just let him die for real, honestly. ]
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Say it again, and I'll send you with a black eye. I want you to keep fighting on the other side. I don't know if we have to do anything yet, or if it's up to them only. But I'm pretty sure they need to find a way to get back to the lobby.
I can't make you not give up, but if you want to end this bastard of a sick game, then you need to keep going on that side.
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...I know.
[ jason's right, because there's too much at stake to rest, even when you're dead. ]
I know that, but... [ he grips the edge of his seat until his knuckles practically glow white. ] I am so tired of this place. Of these games. [ of the guilt. ]
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I know. I am too. I thought ours was the last. A little disappointed to learn there has been so many other ones. But that's why I want to put an end to this. Not just this game, but... the Nightman, or whatever the hell is happening here.
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[ still, it'd have been nice if it didn't happen at all. after a few seconds he relaxes again, mostly looking exhausted. ]
If my soul finds its way to the other side, I will do as you ask. I am sure you can leave your messages for the dead in your letters, but if there is anything besides that, I will carry it on to them.
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[He puts a hand on Dimitri’s shoulder and squeezes reassuringly. It’s a pathetic reassurance but whatever.]
Is there anything you need me to do? For you or anyone else?
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after a moment, he pulls out the key to his room. ]
Here. Would you take a few things for me? There is a video tape that Sylvain had found, shortly... [ he pauses as his stomach does a funny little flip ] ...just before he died. I'm sure there are other copies, but just in case, I would ask you to take it.
There are also a number of papers in my desk drawers that I have been penned over the weeks. Should you meet my father and I do not return, I would ask you to deliver them to him, and explain the situation as much as you are able. They are my notes from the library, as well as proposals of governance and instructions on where I have hidden my few personal affects from my uncle.
[ hmm. ]
And of course, look after everyone else, and make sure no one befouls Claude's grave. I believe that will be the lot of it.