[Yasusada is, too; he's exhausted, actually. Betrayal is a deep wound, no matter how unintentional--Yasusada doesn't blame Evan for lying, nor does he even blame the Directors, but still. Yasusada won't claim he has it worse than, say, Lili and Ookurikara, or Stephanie... but it definitely wasn't a good time.]
I went to see Evan-kun. And Kage-kun. But I didn't learn very much. [He lifts his hands, but they just sort of hover uselessly before he drops them again, frustrated. One rests, as it always does, on the hilt of his sword; he can't sense his connection to it, so a physical touch is the best reassurance he's got.] ...I don't know what to do.
[He couldn't help Okita, and he can't help Evan. It doesn't feel good.]
[It's a sentiment that Sanji understands; that feeling of hopelessness when your back is against the wall, and all of your usual skills are rendered useless. Sanji can't even pretend he's found an answer to that shitty riddle, either.
... He doesn't want to leave Yams to despair, though, and rubs at the nape of his neck]
For tonight? We wait.
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Because tomorrow, either the counselors will keep to their word, and let Evan free, or some shit will happen that'll change the stakes on us again.
[Waiting isn't really something he's good at; ironic, perhaps, considering he's spent so much of existence doing absolutely nothing at all. But peacetime wasn't pleasant for him--and, well. Who doesn't want to feel useful?
Sanji's right, though. Even if he doesn't like it, he knows better than to try and interfere. He doesn't want to risk hurting Evan on accident. (Haha! Ha!!!!)
Still, he shifts from one foot to the other, looking troubled.]
...It doesn't feel right. [Well. Obviously none of it feels right, but--] I mean, I think it really was an accident. But I can't help thinking that something would've happened, no matter what.
[If not Evan and Tsurumaru, then someone else. It's just all too... prepared.]
... Nah, you're not wrong. If it hadn't been Evan, it would've been someone else, I think.
[Another accident. Someone finally snapping and going on the hunt. This camp feels like it was rigged to create a dead body, and the fact that they're split into teams is just too suspicious to ignore]
I don't... distrust the counselors so far, but they're just as much apart of this game as we are now.
I think no matter the answer, we better find out sooner rather than later. Everyone's on edge and will be jumping down the counselors' throats for information, which means shit's gonna get even more complicated.
[Said with a touch of weariness. Damn, really feels like they're back at the castle, scrambling for the pieces that will give them the ending they want]
[It really does. Yasusada's trying his best to help, this time, but he's drawing mostly from his experiences with the Shinsengumi, and Okita was... well. Not a spy, let's put it that way.]
In private? Just Kage-kun, so far. [He's spoken to the others, but mostly just in public, for ordinary things. Purple Heart gave him eyeliner for Kashuu.]
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I went to see Evan-kun. And Kage-kun. But I didn't learn very much. [He lifts his hands, but they just sort of hover uselessly before he drops them again, frustrated. One rests, as it always does, on the hilt of his sword; he can't sense his connection to it, so a physical touch is the best reassurance he's got.] ...I don't know what to do.
[He couldn't help Okita, and he can't help Evan. It doesn't feel good.]
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... He doesn't want to leave Yams to despair, though, and rubs at the nape of his neck]
For tonight? We wait.
[...]
Because tomorrow, either the counselors will keep to their word, and let Evan free, or some shit will happen that'll change the stakes on us again.
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Sanji's right, though. Even if he doesn't like it, he knows better than to try and interfere. He doesn't want to risk hurting Evan on accident. (Haha! Ha!!!!)
Still, he shifts from one foot to the other, looking troubled.]
...It doesn't feel right. [Well. Obviously none of it feels right, but--] I mean, I think it really was an accident. But I can't help thinking that something would've happened, no matter what.
[If not Evan and Tsurumaru, then someone else. It's just all too... prepared.]
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[Another accident. Someone finally snapping and going on the hunt. This camp feels like it was rigged to create a dead body, and the fact that they're split into teams is just too suspicious to ignore]
I don't... distrust the counselors so far, but they're just as much apart of this game as we are now.
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[Yasusada nods emphatically; that's exactly what he was thinking too.]
...Do you think anyone here is working with them?
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[Said with a touch of weariness. Damn, really feels like they're back at the castle, scrambling for the pieces that will give them the ending they want]
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Have you spoken to them? The counselors, I mean.
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[So... he's trying to stay busy, if nothing else.]
And you?
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I'll see what they say next week, too.
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[Damn it, the question is half outta his mouth before he can swallow it. Sanji is like he's always been: trying to avoid being nosy]
Well. In any case, lemme know if you find out anything important.
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Do you want to know? If it's Sanji-kun, I don't mind telling you.
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[is it any surprise that Sanji's unwilling given that?]
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[He doesn't really care if it affects himself, but he doesn't want it backfiring and hurting anyone else. He sighs.]
I haven't told anyone, yet. About either one.
[His team, or his power.]
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... Lemme check something first. And if I get the okay, we can swap what we know, alright?
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