Ours always had a record of the last thing that ran through their mind. You'd think they could record something a little further ahead, give us a hint who did it or something, but it never worked out that way.
[he pauses, deciding how to describe this easily.]
There were... letters, I guess, on display at the trial every time. It was always things the victims wish they had a chance to say, sentiments they wanted to pass on to everyone else after their death. That kind of thing.
Honestly, what does help in trial? Aside from the stuff we're made to scrounge up on the fly.
But the good thing is, it sounds like we might be able to communicate with the dead quite handily, given time and luck. I don't know if that was a thing for you as well? But it was a huge relief, even if it never worked perfectly.
You mean magic items? Yes. People could get things that would point out important clues and stuff. I had a stuffed pigeon for one, but I never got to use it.
I'm so, so sorry, that's about the worst luck a guy can have! Are you all right? Do you have friends here with you, at least? Oh, I can't even imagine three.
No - no no no no, it's okay! Well, maybe okay isn't the right word, but... You know. It is what it is. I have a lot of friends! And I bet by the end of this I'll have a lot more. So it's okay.
Yes but still! Rupert it's a terrible thing to have to live through, I can't imagine the pain you've been through!
[taking his hands in fretful earnesty]
Please, if there's anything I can do for you while you're here, you just tell me straight away. I'm going to kill the auditors for this, mark my words.
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Ours always had a record of the last thing that ran through their mind. You'd think they could record something a little further ahead, give us a hint who did it or something, but it never worked out that way.
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There were... letters, I guess, on display at the trial every time. It was always things the victims wish they had a chance to say, sentiments they wanted to pass on to everyone else after their death. That kind of thing.
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Sometimes they were really upsetting things. Thought should stay private. Usually.
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[so, sympathetic:]
I'm sorry you had to see whatever they were, especially if you they never really helped in the trial.
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But the good thing is, it sounds like we might be able to communicate with the dead quite handily, given time and luck. I don't know if that was a thing for you as well? But it was a huge relief, even if it never worked perfectly.
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Did you ever get hints in your trials?
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[Frowns. the dots. they are connecting.]
Wait. Both times? Have you done this twice?
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[a pause, and then a nod]
Yeah. Sorry, I keep forgetting who I've mentioned that to yet.
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[HOW CAN YOU KEEP DOING THIS TO HIM ELI]
I'm so, so sorry, that's about the worst luck a guy can have! Are you all right? Do you have friends here with you, at least? Oh, I can't even imagine three.
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[genuine!!!!!]
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[taking his hands in fretful earnesty]
Please, if there's anything I can do for you while you're here, you just tell me straight away. I'm going to kill the auditors for this, mark my words.
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[the sentiment, he means - he seems genuinely touched even if he's moving past the murder part. he takes her hands easily when she reaches out.]
Everyone went through something really hard, though, no matter how long it lasted. So... That offer is open to you, too.