[ It sure did... Sebastian's normally perky pomeranian ears are flattened sadly and his eyes are obviously red from crying. ]
Me neither. It's not— How can they just execute someone like that when they know he didn't do it?! It was bad enough when it was someone getting forced into it by the shadows, but this is crazy!
Yeah. That one was super into the guitar and writing music, so I was sure this one would like it too if he got to try it.
I... kind of dragged him into that one door with the musical instruments this week, and it, uh, didn't go too well. But I still think if he had a better chance at it that... didn't involve dying when you messed up... that maybe it'd make him happy too.
[ but he guesses they're not going to get to prove that either way now. ]
Y-yeah... I'm pretty sure he's a better guy than he thinks he is.
[ He looks down at his hand, fidgeting with the hem of his glove. ]
He was in the laundry room with me for a while that night after you all got back. If I'd tried harder to get him to stay there with me instead of going off by himself... I don't know if that would've made things better or worse.
Huh? N-no, you're great! I mean, I'm pretty sure everyone thinks so. Even though we're both kind of out of the loop on how everything works... you do lots of good stuff, and everyone likes you a lot!
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Week 2, Saturday
I never thought it would end like that...
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Me neither. It's not— How can they just execute someone like that when they know he didn't do it?! It was bad enough when it was someone getting forced into it by the shadows, but this is crazy!
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The one from the last thing I was in. He was about my age, and he was really different, and... really weird... but it was still him.
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I... kind of dragged him into that one door with the musical instruments this week, and it, uh, didn't go too well. But I still think if he had a better chance at it that... didn't involve dying when you messed up... that maybe it'd make him happy too.
[ but he guesses they're not going to get to prove that either way now. ]
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When we were together... he kept charging ahead, putting himself in danger... I wish he'd show more concern for his own life.
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[ He looks down at his hand, fidgeting with the hem of his glove. ]
He was in the laundry room with me for a while that night after you all got back. If I'd tried harder to get him to stay there with me instead of going off by himself... I don't know if that would've made things better or worse.
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