Rosamund does accept the invitation though, dripping into the seat beside the other woman. She meekly orders a tea and does her best to maintain her good posture.]
Well. [the muscles of her jaw work.] I think...there's a great deal of difference between how you see certain deaths. I've had to kill before. And I've seen such terrible things. I've discovered murders done in secret too, but never with such a...
[What's the word she wants? It's a searing hurt dashed across her chest, slicing through the sorrow. What's the difference, really?]
Oooh, thank you. [Absolutely taking a good sip. She pushes her tea to the other woman in kind.]
Honestly, I'd think trying not to be caught would involve far less complications. There was such a mess, and we were able to figure it out in such a short amount of time.
But I think you're right. He didn't really want to be... [She purses her lips.] Did you talk to him after?
You don't have to do that! I — [The drink is already here.] I didn't mean to insist. I owe you one? Thank you.
[It is muchly appreciated. A drink sounds divine on this dour Sunday, and now she has one. Rosamund lifts it in Throné's honor, taking a markedly greedier swig than before.]
I did... [She goes quiet. She's not especially prone to waterworks, but today might be a tough one to avoid them.] I thought about not bothering, but that would be...it wouldn't be very fair to him.
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Hi.
[Definitely many degrees more glum than usual.
Rosamund does accept the invitation though, dripping into the seat beside the other woman. She meekly orders a tea and does her best to maintain her good posture.]
How are you?
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... Fine as I can be. Could be worse. [she says, tilting her head.] Are you alright?
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Well. [the muscles of her jaw work.] I think...there's a great deal of difference between how you see certain deaths. I've had to kill before. And I've seen such terrible things. I've discovered murders done in secret too, but never with such a...
[What's the word she wants? It's a searing hurt dashed across her chest, slicing through the sorrow. What's the difference, really?]
Never anything so sneaky.
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... Ah. [she says, thoughtfully.] I have too. All of those things, but I suppose the difference is that all of them were... sneaky.
[a sigh.]
This is how you kill someone when you don't want to be caught. But... I think he did want to be caught. It's strange.
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Honestly, I'd think trying not to be caught would involve far less complications. There was such a mess, and we were able to figure it out in such a short amount of time.
But I think you're right. He didn't really want to be... [She purses her lips.] Did you talk to him after?
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I did. [a sigh.] ... He was confused.
I assume you talked to him as well.
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[It is muchly appreciated. A drink sounds divine on this dour Sunday, and now she has one. Rosamund lifts it in Throné's honor, taking a markedly greedier swig than before.]
I did... [She goes quiet. She's not especially prone to waterworks, but today might be a tough one to avoid them.] I thought about not bothering, but that would be...it wouldn't be very fair to him.
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[she tucks her hair behind her ear, and then:]
Well. He did kill Dahut. I don't think you're required to be fair to him. I wasn't exactly nice.
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Thank you, Throné, really. I promise I don't drink all the time. I only started very recently, with friends.
[Shout out to the bar on Toy Island.
Rosamund can't help the unpleasant clench in her gut at the follow up, though.]
Yes. He did... [there's a blatant pause where the "but" should go.] Well. What did he say to you?