Week 1, Friday Post-Investigation - Souji

[fragileprophet]

[Ion sighs, collapsed in a chair in the Wind Common Room. He's tired, and Souji, being of a somewhat similar condition and having found a dead body today, can probably relate. He's not smiling, but even with the events of the day in mind, once he realizes he isn't alone, he pulls himself up straighter, turning his lips just slightly upward.]

Hello. How...are you feeling?

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[fragileprophet]

At least for as long as we can afford to.

[How many deaths will it take before they stop asking questions? How many before everyone turns against one another, merciless, afraid, desperate? Humanity is as terrifying as it is beautiful.]

I'm afraid that...

[He pauses.]

I'm just afraid, actually.

[sanguinairy]

[THAT... is a really honest statement. He's pretty sure everyone here is feeling fear to varying degrees, whether it's fear of being targeted or just falling prey to bad fortune. Even the ones who took lives are afraid, he's sure - maybe especially them, considering what they were driven to. In any case, there's nothing he could say to alleviate this kind of fear, so he doesn't bother trying. Platitudes aren't his style, anyway.]

I understand. ...In this kind of situation, I don't know that there's anything for it.

[fragileprophet]

[He wasn't expecting a platitude, anyway. He's accustomed, likewise, to not being coddled. He's the Fon Master. He shouldn't be weak, or at least he shouldn't admit to his weaknesses.]

I don't, either. So I'll have to make do, just like everyone else.

[He counts to three in his head, and then he's smiling again, just like a switch being flipped.]

And with all my heart, I'll continue to hope for better.

[Ion pauses, taking a hold of his walking staff, which is propped next to him on the edge of the seat, and pulls it into his lap to roll it against his palms.]

Ah, I'm sorry. I feel like I must be troubling you, speaking of all of this.

[sanguinairy]

[Boy if he sees that unhealthy coping mechanism there!!!!!!

But he just pauses for a second, and decides to save addressing it for later - or never, maybe. The ball sure as hell isn't in his court when it comes to chiding people about literally anything relating to their emotions.]

You aren't troubling me at all. I would rather be speaking openly and frankly about these kinds of things, actually... I think it helps everyone when we can get them out where everyone can see, instead of keeping them close.

[Bad feelings with a tight lid on the container tend to Explode.]