dimitri

[outsidebones]

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[outsidebones]

Oh, yes. The cookbooks.

[she makes a face.]

What was that even about?

[overruns]

Hopefully an accident, and not just the killer's idea of a joke.

[ so... stupid. a little wearily, ]

I am still not sure what happened at the library that night, so I can hardly conjecture.

[outsidebones]

Ugh. Neither am I. It was all so messy...I don't feel we really got anywhere productive.

[overruns]

No, neither do I. Especially since we do not know what was real and what wasn't.

[ should have picked the w*ndex obviously ]

And now an innocent man's hostage is doomed. I recognize that the killer is, in a way, likely a victim themselves, but...

[outsidebones]

It does mean one more death than there would have been otherwise, to choose wrongly.

[overruns]

...Yes.

[ he returns to glaring at his book. glaring at text about like, taxation laws or something. it's boring. ]

Another death to make up for. Such is the cost of living.

[outsidebones]

[grim.]

Is that how you see it? You must make up for it?

[overruns]

Yes. In the sense that is my responsibility as someone who lived, while another died.

[ that's what it means to survive. ]

Retribution, righting the wrongs of their deaths however much we can... that falls upon those of us who remain.

[outsidebones]

And how would you right this wrong?