Week 1, Saturday Post-Trial - Belph

[Ion's just sort of...wandered off to find somewhere to be alone, posture bowed and face wrought with emotion, so he doesn't notice, at first, when he's not alone. The second he does, of course, he quickly brings back that smile and stands up straighter.]

Oh, Belph. I hope I'm not in your way.

Week 1, Saturday Post-Trial - Akechi

[Ion takes a deep breath. He doesn't know why, but he feels...unsure. He wants to talk to Akechi, but a part of him doesn't want to face what he thinks he might already know. He's afraid...afraid of that reality, where he may have misjudged someone so greatly.

No. That's not the right way to think.

He's a human being. He's a person. He has to have his own...his own...

Ion knows he just has to talk with him. He closes his eyes, counts to five, and then he strides from his room to Akechi's. It's fortunate that they're in the same dorm. He knocks with a feather-light touch.]

...I hate to bother you, but could I come in for just a few moments? I promise not to take up too much of your time.

[For once, even he isn't smiling.]

Week 1, Saturday Post-Trial - Sandalphon

[Ion's normally in bed rather early, curfew or otherwise, if for no other reason than his own lack of physical stamina. Tonight, however, he comes in pretty late, face lined with anguish. He deposits his shoes and his staff and his accessories and all but collapses onto his side of the bed. It's odd, coming from him, who always has something nice to say to great someone with, regardless of how he expects them to reciprocate. Silently, he grabs his pillow and presses it against his face, coiling toward his knees.

How hard does one have to wish to escape a cruel reality?]