[yeah he is absolutely going looking for Caiman. Where is he? I'm assuming the dorm somewhere and that's where Lalli will check first but he'll look all around for him if need be.]
[ He can be anywhere so the dorm works!! I'm crying at the OI!!!. Just kinda... standing in the dorm room, probably. Staring into it... trying to figure out what to do, now. ]
[ He's just sitting there, still almost zombie-like as ever. His front is still covered in blood from his weird... moment, and his face still bruised up and large patches of bloodiness from his self-mutilation.
At least he isn't doing that anymore. Just... sitting there. ]
[ He doesn't seem to respond. Does he even acknowledge that Lalli is there? Is he even awake? It's hard to tell. Lalli's in his vision, at least -- but he doesn't respond, still. ]
[ Sup Lalli. Post-endgame he's just... uh, he's just kinda mucking about, actually. Probably just sitting in the shade, nodding a little bit as if he's nodding off for a nap but not totally quite. Well, at least it's cooler down here than sitting outright in the sun. It's summer! ]
Week 2, post-trial
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Hey.
[Tug tug on his sleeve. Snap out of it buddy.]
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We got a guy, didn't we?
Even if it wasn't Bradley's...
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Whichever way it is, it's a lot of trouble.
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[He's still holding into Caiman's sleeve, even though he's glancing away.]
...give me an answer here, and I will believe it's the truth:
Was Lucretia right? Were you involved in a murder? Or was she just throwing stuff out there at the last minute just because?
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I've killed a lot of people before, but I haven't killed anyone here.
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Week 3, post-trial
but he does stop at the door, peeking in to see how Caiman is doing before announcing his presence.]
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At least he isn't doing that anymore. Just... sitting there. ]
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[...]
Caiman?
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...L... [ Lalli. ]
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Mmm, I'm here. I didn't want you to be alone.
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...Lalli, I...
[ He raises his hands... slowly, almost timidly. They're both trembling, and he just drops them. ]
Why?
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[ The slightest slump of his shoulders, a release of tension but only due to resignation. ]
You're still going to call me that? After today?
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WEEK 7, SATURDAY.
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Here have a Kissa in your lap.]
She'll nap with you if you're tired.
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Oh, hey -- uh, both of you. [ Cat and bigger cat, really. ]
Long day we had today. Week, even.
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[He sits down next to Aikawa as Kissa makes herself comfortable.]
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[ Cats.................. really are serotonin.................. pet pet. ]