The Second Investigation

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[It's Friday again, and between last week and the memories that some of you have started to regain, you can probably guess what that might mean. Hostage motives are always upsetting for everyone, aren't they?

You should look around and make sure everything's in order.]

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[cyan_maid]

...

[Fuck why does she care fuck]

Do you just...what, stay up all night when there's a murder?

[kingshaming]

When I'm alerted to a death I usually don't sleep after, no.

sleeping on this i decided she's said too much

[cyan_maid]

...I guess no one really can sleep on their own after that.

[She pauses, weighing something in her head before coming closer, hands clasped in front of her as she scrutinizes him. What she says next is very soft and cautious, so only he can hear...but it's sincere, somehow.]

...I really don't get it...why can't I...why is it I can't...

[kingshaming]

[He responds just as softly]

What do you mean?

[cyan_maid]

[Her brow pinches, a mirror of him that would be startling, if Jane could see her reflection, and she shakes her head.]

...I still don't know. You...in general. There's something...you're infuriating and terrible and I love to get your - I mean, I love annoying you. [LET'S NOT MAKE ALLUSIONS TO GOATS IN MEMORY OF THOMASIN] But...I can't...do what they told me when I...

[Suddenly the expression breaks, giving way to pale, mounting dread, and she pulls away, looking at everyone around her. She can't say it. Not when everyone else is around.]

[kingshaming]

[He can't help a look of confusion there, and his head just throbs harder.]

... do not sympathize with me, Jane. It will only cause you pain.

[cyan_maid]

Like I'm not hurting enough when I look at you.

[She bristles and frowns, not really realizing what she's just admitted to.]

You know what I've been through - you know what I've done. Telling me not to see lines between myself and anyone else...you cannot tell me what to do. You are not my Dad.

[kingshaming]

[Why, why does looking at him hurt? Any more then him being her tormentor? He just looks more confused. And with the confusion comes something like fear. ]

No, I am not. I can't tell you what to do. But I implore you, don't press this issue any further.

[cyan_maid]

Still can't tell me what to do.

[And she sticks her tongue out at him and turns away.]

[kingshaming]

...

[What a childish reaction. But he finds himself laughing weakly regardless.]