Hooooooo. [She winces, paddling her hands on her lap.] That's a tricky question. In some sense, yes? But also, I don't think punishment should always be so severe. If someone does hurt you, or the ones you love, there is a right to fight back. And in some cases, you have no choice but to make sure they don't do it again.
[ he's really just flipping faces up and down on his gameboard now for no reason as much as fiddling with something. ]
Personally, I've never seen it. Justice is a fancy, trussed-up word for revenge. Eye-for-an-eye. A bit of a fairy story sometimes people tell themselves to live with it.
[ clicking down a face on the board. clicking another one up. ]
Not that there's anything wrong with a bit of good revenge.
[ he makes a soft noise at the stiffening, listening carefully to her every word - though there's something guarded, even cold, in the expression. the kind of expression you make when it's not the first time you've heard a similar speech and it still sets your teeth on edge. ]
Rosamund frowns, flicking down the portraits. It's not as if she would take it back. She meant what she said, and she wasn't trying to insult anyone. And what had soured him anyway? What's wrong with a little kindness?]
Well. I don't think I've ever gone purposefully to a grave to take things, but we have taken whatever might be needed when we win a fight. There was a bunch of treasure and magic artefacts in the spider cave, and we took the Baron of the Brick's mechanical carriage...
Oh. Do you suppose hot dogs count? [A beat.] We didn't know what the meat was made of at the time.
[ sometimes it's simply easy to put your foot through ice that's already ready to crack at the slightest pressure.
both eyebrows raise. ]
I say take whatever you need to make it to the next day. Hot dogs ... [ this is said with a bit of a question because he has no idea what a hot dog is. ] notwithstanding. That one sounds like just plain theft.
Oh come on. [She laughs and rolls her eyes a little. Okay, phew, we're good. That's wonderful.] I didn't even eat any!
Actually, it was lucky none of us did. [Save for the one bite Tim took, RIP. She leans in, hand to her mouth as she whispers.] We found out they used to be little boys.
[ rosamund you never had to tell anyone about that and yet, you did. lucien is making the ????? face so strongly he's forgotten about the game again. ]
... No, actually, no follow-up questions from me on that.
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Justice ... ? You believe in that sort of thing?
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But then some people go so far.
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Personally, I've never seen it. Justice is a fancy, trussed-up word for revenge. Eye-for-an-eye. A bit of a fairy story sometimes people tell themselves to live with it.
[ clicking down a face on the board. clicking another one up. ]
Not that there's anything wrong with a bit of good revenge.
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Maybe it's like a fairy story. And maybe life is always going to be a bit more complicated than that.
That doesn't mean that things like hope, or mercy, or even justice aren't real.
[She sets to scanning the array of faces again, softening some.]
Personally, I've found the little acts of kindess matter most when the world is at its darkest.
Is your person wearing a hat?
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Aye.
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Rosamund frowns, flicking down the portraits. It's not as if she would take it back. She meant what she said, and she wasn't trying to insult anyone. And what had soured him anyway? What's wrong with a little kindness?]
Well. I don't think I've ever gone purposefully to a grave to take things, but we have taken whatever might be needed when we win a fight. There was a bunch of treasure and magic artefacts in the spider cave, and we took the Baron of the Brick's mechanical carriage...
Oh. Do you suppose hot dogs count? [A beat.] We didn't know what the meat was made of at the time.
["We" being exclusively Pinocchio.]
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both eyebrows raise. ]
I say take whatever you need to make it to the next day. Hot dogs ... [ this is said with a bit of a question because he has no idea what a hot dog is. ] notwithstanding. That one sounds like just plain theft.
[ a clear joke. ]
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Actually, it was lucky none of us did. [Save for the one bite Tim took, RIP. She leans in, hand to her mouth as she whispers.] We found out they used to be little boys.
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... No, actually, no follow-up questions from me on that.
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[hahaha okay yeah she should shut up and play the game maybe.]
Your turn?
[And so they carried on playing Guess Who but found no Guess Clues within. Tragic.]