Don't- [a sharp inhale, then a slow breath out.] Just... don't, right now.
[this isn't the time for apologies, really. she finds the faucet, turning it on-- if there are multiple sinks here then she'll set ichinose up first before turning another on, but otherwise they are just going to share this water and that's fine.
as far as she can tell from a quick evaluation... well, she's going to have to ignore one of these burns no matter what, and she knows the one that doesn't hurt must be worse. the leg will have to wait.]
Run the water over it for a while, and try to get as much of it as you can covered.
[It's an industrial kitchen so maybe they will be blessed with multiple faucets. But if not, Ichinose is not against sharing.]
Mm, I know. [A nod... She's just staring at her arm like, ah. Shit. Fuck. Mistakes. And then, tentatively:] ... At least we know now we can pay for healing, and medical equipment.
[she exhales a sigh, there, shaking her head. the adrenaline's wearing off, her leg's stinging pretty badly, and her arm is still not really feeling it-- that's going to be a problem, but one to keep an eye on. maybe to ask otome about tomorrow.
also because i forgot: the burned arm is the fear tattoo one, so ichinose can see hers just says the hunger.]
...not that I don't understand. That was-- it was a pretty rough one.
Her fear tattoo is on her right arm, and visible now that she's rolled up her sleeves. REJECTION is still written in bold text, as it was earlier today.]
Yes, that's one way to put it. I really thought we were doing better this time, too...
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[this isn't the time for apologies, really. she finds the faucet, turning it on-- if there are multiple sinks here then she'll set ichinose up first before turning another on, but otherwise they are just going to share this water and that's fine.
as far as she can tell from a quick evaluation... well, she's going to have to ignore one of these burns no matter what, and she knows the one that doesn't hurt must be worse. the leg will have to wait.]
Run the water over it for a while, and try to get as much of it as you can covered.
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Mm, I know. [A nod... She's just staring at her arm like, ah. Shit. Fuck. Mistakes. And then, tentatively:] ... At least we know now we can pay for healing, and medical equipment.
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[if it's something she can just allow to heal naturally-- she's going to, honestly. she's got other things to pay for.
she's quiet for a few moments, just letting the water continue to run.]
You seemed-- a little too distracted to be cooking, I think. Are you all right?
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They will continue to run up the school's water bill together.]
... I had a lot on my mind. Like everyone else, I'm sure. I guess I got too stuck in my own head.
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[she exhales a sigh, there, shaking her head. the adrenaline's wearing off, her leg's stinging pretty badly, and her arm is still not really feeling it-- that's going to be a problem, but one to keep an eye on. maybe to ask otome about tomorrow.
also because i forgot: the burned arm is the fear tattoo one, so ichinose can see hers just says the hunger.]
...not that I don't understand. That was-- it was a pretty rough one.
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Her fear tattoo is on her right arm, and visible now that she's rolled up her sleeves. REJECTION is still written in bold text, as it was earlier today.]
Yes, that's one way to put it. I really thought we were doing better this time, too...
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[the murderer(s) knew what was coming, too.]
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[Who knows if someone vouched for an injury with a lie? A mystery.]
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[their geese. their geese hell...]
What did you decide, Ichinose?
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... Hm? Decide about what?
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You don't need to answer if you'd prefer to keep it to yourself, but it seems we were-- awfully split on the decision.
[might as well talk about it a bit while they're stuck here for a while; the distraction may help.]
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And then she shakes her head.]
I picked an unlikely name at random. Super cowardly, right? [Aha.] What about you, Director?
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no, i'm kidding, but lucretia does just watch her quietly for a few moments.]
Given the options we had, I don't know how much I can truly blame anyone for their decisions, as long as they're certain in what they chose to do.
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Certainty might be a bit too much to ask from everyone, but this isn't the type of situation were you can afford to hesitate. Right?
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[A light shrug... while looking at her arms. Hm.]
Anyhow, that's enough about me. What did you decide, Director?
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