Camp: private conversations

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He went peacefully, though. I couldn't-

[She couldn't be cruel to him, in the end. Despite her orders.]

I got in a lot of trouble for that.

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How. . .?

[she feels like her heart is being squeezed]

How could they punish you for showing someone mercy?

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Because we're not supposed to get attached to the campers. We're supposed to remain neutral. Getting attached- crying over them- that's what gets you pulled from this job.

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Compassion is not a weakness, Red.

[she lifts a hand up and clutches her arm, fingers tightening into the fabric]

Did Mochizuki turn into whatever Zaberisk is as well?

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Yes, he did.

[She looks like she wants to say more, but she stops herself there.]

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[Mitsuru notices, and she hesitates before pushing forward]

What happened to him afterwards?

[she's pushing, she knows she's pushing. but she has to know. for Ryoji's sake. . . and for Lilith's sake, too]

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You have seen Lillith. I think you know what happened.

[fallbymyhands]

I know.

[god, she doesn't want to think of someone as bright (and annoying, admittedly) as Ryoji turning into something like Lilith]

But after he was turned into. . . that. What happens to those people? I don't see any others like Zaberisk around the camp.

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They're dead, Mitsuru. What do you think happens to dead bodies after a while?

[fallbymyhands]

They decay.

[the answer is curt and blunt. so even then, Ryoji hadn't been allowed to continue existing. it seems fate would never be kind to him, no matter the universe]

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Or get eaten, or sink to the bottom of the lake and never get found.

But you get the idea.

[fallbymyhands]

I do.

[god]

You know. . . quite a bit about me, don't you, Red?