pc catchall for sieghart.

[agleam]

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w0, saturday.

[agleam]

[making his way into the isolation cabin at the camp... he pauses in the doorway, looking at sieghart.]

Mind if I come in?

[ercnerd]

[Sieghart, seated on the bunk bed, looks up. He stares for a bit before leaning back, straightening.]

You don't have to ask. I told everyone I'd explain, anyway.

[agleam]

Alright.

[heading in, then.]

I've got a lot of questions, but... I'll let you start with whatever you want to say.

[ercnerd]

. . . There was a shadow.

I didn't have the will to drive it away, so my body ended up accepting it. I felt like myself . . . but weaker.

[agleam]

[he blinks.]

What do you mean, a shadow?

[ercnerd]

Exactly what it sounds like.

It happened at the start of the week. The shadow came to me with the promise that it would help keep Mari safe . . . After making its home in my body, it broke down my restraint until I ran after the first person I saw.

[agleam]

[after a decently long pause, frowning:]

...Did it tell you what it was planning on in the beginning? Or - did you not know what would happen until it was too late?

[ercnerd]

[He frowns as well.]

It just assured me of Mari's situation. There was never a point where I felt that things were too late. If anything, snapping Flayn's neck felt like the most natural course of action to me.

[agleam]

And it didn't tell you it was going to possess you? Or - what was the exact promise that it made with you?

[ercnerd]

The promise was Mari's safety. It meant to assist me if I agreed, but I didn't want its help; that's when it threw the pretense of negotiations out the window and helped itself to my body.

[Who would ever think possession is a good form of assistance?]

[agleam]

...So you didn't even agree to anything. It just offered you that promise and then when you said no, it went for it anyways?

[horrifying!!]

[ercnerd]

That's what happened.

[Pathetic, really. But heartbreaking when he thinks about the people it'll go for next.]

[agleam]

Sieghart... I'm so sorry.

[first and foremost, though he does have other questions.]

[ercnerd]

Don't be.

Well, is there anything else?

[agleam]

[he still looks pretty sorry! but.]

Is it still there inside you, or - did it leave once Flayn was dead?

[ercnerd]

I can't say for certain, but . . . I felt more like myself after the verdict was read.

[agleam]

[he nods.]

...What are you going to do, tomorrow?

[ercnerd]

What else? I'm going to die.

[agleam]

...How can you be so calm about this?

[ercnerd]

I'm immortal. I've died more times than I can count by now.

[If anything, he's angrier that his execution will be used to harm the others.]

But more importantly . . . I'm way too stubborn to take no for an answer.

[agleam]

[he pauses for a moment before he nods, certain.]

We'll get you back. And we'll find a way to make sure Mari is safe, too.

[ercnerd]

If you're offering, how can I refuse?

I'm counting on you. And . . . take care of yourself.

[agleam]

You, too. Hopefully there's going to be a way to send us a message from wherever you go... It'd be nice to hear that you're safe.

[ercnerd]

Communication is key. I'm not one for writing letters, but I'll send you something if there is.

[agleam]

I'll keep my fingers crossed that it's better than daycare.