MOB CATCH-ALL

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week 0 after trial

[robopriest]

[That was... a mess, to say the least, but seeing the kids have to see a cute friendly detective animal be stabbed to death in front of them can't be that easy to deal with. So when he does see Mob in the lobby, he does pause, looking down at him with some level of concern.]

...How are you holding up?

[exercisms]

[He's sitting, just trying to process. Which can take a little bit of time for him.]

Mm. He was even younger than I am, but he killed both of them.

[robopriest]

...

[Yeah, he was, wasn't he? Hansa lets out a low sigh.]

Sometimes, people grow up in different situations that teach them different things. To him, killing might have been a natural part of his life.

[exercisms]

Oh.

[He considers that for a long, silent moment, and then nods.]

I see. Then he never had anyone to tell him not to.

[robopriest]

Perhaps. I can't really assume. I honestly never talked to the boy.

[If he did before, would he have found out more, before this all happened...?]

But sometimes, people don't know all of their options. He probably went with what he felt he had to do.

w1 post trial

[robopriest]

[Ah, here's Shigeo. Hansa was just about to see if he could go back to his room, but he stops at the sign of the boy.]

[He can't even really offer a smile, this time.]

Shigeo. Are you going to bed?

[exercisms]

[Shaking his head.]

Not yet.

[It feels sad, to go back there. It's very empty.]

[robopriest]

I see.

[A pause.]

Do you just want to sit a while out in the lobby together?

[exercisms]

[Nodding.]

You don't mind waiting out here a little?

[robopriest]

Not at all. Let's go.

[There are probably seats out here, so he'll go and sit on one, expecting for Mob to follow.]

...There's a lot to think about, isn't there?

w1 post adventure

[robopriest]

[Hansa is walking along towards the inn in full pirate regalia, jar of dirt under his arm, when he sees Mob. He's soaked, caked in mud, and overall exhausted...but he spares a smile for him, especially when he sees what he's wearing.]

Hey, Shigeo. You're looking like a cool little pirate there.

[exercisms]

[He doesn’t look like he’s having a blast, exactly. He’s just kind of muted. But he is a cute little Captain.]

I look cool? A skeleton just put me in this.

[robopriest]

You sure do.

[A nod.]

...What happened back in town? It sounded crazy from when we were in the swamp.

[exercisms]

Skeletons showed up and caused a mess and began bringing everyone back to their boats.

[As you do.]

[robopriest]

Oh. As skeletons do, I guess. We saw a couple of them in the swamp, too.

[Those damn skeletons...]

Did you manage to fight some of them, Shigeo?

week 2 post trial

[robopriest]

[Oh, someone is in the kitchen. Hansa walks in, blinking - before letting out a little sigh.]

Here to get a late night snack?

[exercisms]

Cervantes-san.

[He is - he's getting himself a cup of tea and some junk food.]

Mm. I didn't eat earlier much.

[robopriest]

That's good. You can't go hungry.

[A beat.]

I'm guessing you still have your super strength.

[exercisms]

[Shaking head.]

It wore off.

[robopriest]

Ah, well. It seemed you weren't too enthusiastic about it, so I guess it isn't too bad it went away.

[After all, he wants muscles.]

week 4; monday

[exercisms]

[He can be found in the kitchen, feeding his cat. They can run into each other here, right?]

[robopriest]

[They sure can. Hansa enters the kitchen, pausing when he sees the boy. Ah. Just who he was looking for.]

Hey, Mob. Can I talk to you for a moment?

[exercisms]

[He's here. Looking up at him, scooping up the kitty.]

Cervantes-san. Of course.

[robopriest]

...Oh, please, don't scoop up the cat on my behalf.

[He says, with a sarcastic drawl, but he gives him a questioning look before he continues. His tone slides back into sincerity, his words level and calm.]

You know...I wanted to say sorry for what I did during trial. I lied to you, about Emet-Selch, to protect him, and...I know that was wrong. I'm sure you realized it, too.

[exercisms]

[It wasn't an insult! He was just scooping her up!]

. . . She runs away sometimes, still.

[But he listens to what Hansa has to say, his brow furrowing.]

Was it wrong? I don't like being lied to, but I'm realizing sometimes things are more complicated than that.