He was kind of afraid of this, so he shuffles on over. He has used his amber power to create one (1) mitten--he crouches down and opens it up so that Bass can slide in and wear it like a hermit crab with a warm shell.]
[I hope Bass grows into larger and larger animals until this mitten is the size of like a wolf, like in that one book that I believe is appropriately titled The Mitten.
ANYWAY, he will sit on the ground and bring mitten!Bass into his lap with his uninjured hand.]
Sorry... Marine isn't really useful for this. [He's got Scarlet this week too but Bass probably doesn't want to be set on fire.] Oh, wait--
[Hold on he will use his fancy role gumball to tap into Sunrise and boost the mitten's comfort...ing...ness. Yeah. LOOK he's trying to help (again).]
[yeah they're gonna show up to execution tomorrow like a wolf sized hermit crab.
they don't seem to mind being pulled up into yasusada's lap. and after a couple of moments of them just taking in the warmth, they take a breath. try to say something, fail, and then try again:]
Yasusada hums softly in response to that, though.]
...I wish we'd been able to figure out what happened to her. [That's probably the thing he regrets the most about how today went. He wasn't terribly close to either Chang Geng or Chinatsu, but he did like both of them.]
[they sound like they are doing their very, very best to not cry when they speak next:]
... Yeah. Me too. [a beat.] I don't - I don't think I've seen anybody - just, the...
[they stop, because yasusada is a sword. he's seen a lot of violence and gore and pain. but they haven't. not like this. it feels way, way too big to handle.]
[SWEET BASS... Yasusada himself is accustomed to violence and death, yes--but even a spirit like him suffers from the pain of loss. And he's seen human heartbreak firsthand; Bass, as far as he knows, is not a human, but he hasn't forgotten their frustration and fear from before, either.
Bass probably can't see his face, but there's sympathy there, mixed in with the sadness.
There's nothing he can say, nothing he can do to fix this. Swords can't cut through heartbreak.]
...I wish I could tell you it gets easier. [Softly, genuinely. Perhaps he should be kinder, but--to him, this is kindness. Sharing what he knows to be the honest truth.] But once the pain fades, it just... turns into emptiness. If there's anything that can fill it, I haven't found it yet.
[it doesn't feel great to hear, but. the truth feels more like they should be hearing, if they're going to try to be an adult about this. even if they're really, really not. they remember, vaguely, a time where they had to be.
and then they just kind of stopped feeling anything at all.]
I kinda just feel sick, right now. [they say, finally.] I saw her body. She was crying.
[It makes sense that they'd feel this way, he thinks, so he doesn't say anything to that; he just nods, gently stroking Bass through the mitten, as if petting their hair.]
...I don't know what that could mean. [He admits, though he sounds genuinely sorry for it. There are simply too many possibilities--and none of them are good.] But I don't want to give up. Even though we're done today... I'll keep trying to figure out who killed her.
...I'm not really any good at this. [At solving murders, especially when they involve weapons and powers he's completely unfamiliar with. At least all of the ones before involved swords, even if he wasn't particularly helpful then, either.] But if I think of anything, I'll tell you. We can go through it together.
[He doesn't see any reason Bass can't help figure this out, no matter what the Prism seems to think. He hesitates, and when he speaks again, it's careful.]
...I've been--talking to Steel-san, too. About ways to help. [Kind of. It's as close as he can get to the truth without putting Bass in trouble, he thinks.] It won't help Chinatsu, but maybe in the future...
[Maybe if he gets better at this, he'll be able to help them more. The prism doesn't seem willing to let him save anyone during the night, which is awful--but he can at least keep trying with what he's got.]
S'okay. I'm not good at it either. [but they appreciate this.
a pause, and then:] And yeah, I know.
[they watch him for a second, head tilted.] Steel will help. They're good at this, so... I trust them and you. We might not be able to do anything now, but - this has gotta change. It has to.
[Oh--he looks a little surprised, but he relaxes a little.]
They told you about it? [He doesn't want to go into detail if it'll put them in danger, but... at the same time, he's intimately familiar with the need to do something.]
He looks relieved, though; he'll mention it to Steel tomorrow, just to be sure, but it's good to know. Good to have someone else in the know, because for all that he trusts and loves Kashuu, he doesn't want to add to Kashuu's feelings of concern or helplessness.]
...I think we missed something today. But I couldn't figure out how to say it in front of everyone. [He's a much better liar when it comes to keeping as quiet as possible.] I keep wondering, if I'd been able to, maybe we would've figured it out.
... Yeah. [a pause.] Have you ever thought about like... saying you got a note that told you some stuff? So nobody thinks you're suspicious or whatever.
I did, but--the other night, Vax and Esti-san and I put up those silly posters...
[SO HIS HANDWRITING IS EVERYWHERE and while he normally wouldn't assume someone would check it, they're so thorough about some things in trials that he doesn't really want to take that risk.]
... You could tell me? And I could write them for you, and put them up? Or you could tell someone else and they could write it. Or maybe you could type it. You wouldn't be able to track it if you typed it.
Yams, on the other hand, did not plan this--but he knows all too well how frustrating it can be to be helpless, and he can sense the change in them, even if it's slight. It's encouraging, and he's glad for it, so he nods.]
[While he's a young sword, and not the best at waiting, he's still patient when he wants to be--and now is a good example of that, as he simply waits, letting Bass shift as they want to. He's surprised by the hug, but only a little; if anyone needs it tonight, it's Bass and Vax, honestly.
He accepts it without hesitation, hugging back for as long as Bass seems to need it.]
[they just stay there for a bit. it's nice. it's... warm. comforting.
they can help with the typing later - for right now, they just take this, with a shuddery little sigh that almost sounds like the kind you do when you've finished crying. they're keeping it together, but... it'll be a long while before they pull away.]
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He was kind of afraid of this, so he shuffles on over. He has used his amber power to create one (1) mitten--he crouches down and opens it up so that Bass can slide in and wear it like a hermit crab with a warm shell.]
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they pause, and then sink into the mitten and shiver. they don't say anything, but a bright, painful-to-look-at yellow seeps through the mitten.]
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ANYWAY, he will sit on the ground and bring mitten!Bass into his lap with his uninjured hand.]
Sorry... Marine isn't really useful for this. [He's got Scarlet this week too but Bass probably doesn't want to be set on fire.] Oh, wait--
[Hold on he will use his fancy role gumball to tap into Sunrise and boost the mitten's comfort...ing...ness. Yeah. LOOK he's trying to help (again).]
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they don't seem to mind being pulled up into yasusada's lap. and after a couple of moments of them just taking in the warmth, they take a breath. try to say something, fail, and then try again:]
I liked her a lot.
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Yasusada hums softly in response to that, though.]
...I wish we'd been able to figure out what happened to her. [That's probably the thing he regrets the most about how today went. He wasn't terribly close to either Chang Geng or Chinatsu, but he did like both of them.]
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... Yeah. Me too. [a beat.] I don't - I don't think I've seen anybody - just, the...
[they stop, because yasusada is a sword. he's seen a lot of violence and gore and pain. but they haven't. not like this. it feels way, way too big to handle.]
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Bass probably can't see his face, but there's sympathy there, mixed in with the sadness.
There's nothing he can say, nothing he can do to fix this. Swords can't cut through heartbreak.]
...I wish I could tell you it gets easier. [Softly, genuinely. Perhaps he should be kinder, but--to him, this is kindness. Sharing what he knows to be the honest truth.] But once the pain fades, it just... turns into emptiness. If there's anything that can fill it, I haven't found it yet.
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and then they just kind of stopped feeling anything at all.]
I kinda just feel sick, right now. [they say, finally.] I saw her body. She was crying.
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...I don't know what that could mean. [He admits, though he sounds genuinely sorry for it. There are simply too many possibilities--and none of them are good.] But I don't want to give up. Even though we're done today... I'll keep trying to figure out who killed her.
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I wanna help, somehow. [they mumble.] I wanna fix it for her.
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[He doesn't see any reason Bass can't help figure this out, no matter what the Prism seems to think. He hesitates, and when he speaks again, it's careful.]
...I've been--talking to Steel-san, too. About ways to help. [Kind of. It's as close as he can get to the truth without putting Bass in trouble, he thinks.] It won't help Chinatsu, but maybe in the future...
[Maybe if he gets better at this, he'll be able to help them more. The prism doesn't seem willing to let him save anyone during the night, which is awful--but he can at least keep trying with what he's got.]
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a pause, and then:] And yeah, I know.
[they watch him for a second, head tilted.] Steel will help. They're good at this, so... I trust them and you. We might not be able to do anything now, but - this has gotta change. It has to.
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They told you about it? [He doesn't want to go into detail if it'll put them in danger, but... at the same time, he's intimately familiar with the need to do something.]
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[from context clues. they're pretty smart when they want to be.] You can talk to me about it if you want, you won't get in trouble.
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[yams, an idiot: WAS I OBVIOUS???
He looks relieved, though; he'll mention it to Steel tomorrow, just to be sure, but it's good to know. Good to have someone else in the know, because for all that he trusts and loves Kashuu, he doesn't want to add to Kashuu's feelings of concern or helplessness.]
...I think we missed something today. But I couldn't figure out how to say it in front of everyone. [He's a much better liar when it comes to keeping as quiet as possible.] I keep wondering, if I'd been able to, maybe we would've figured it out.
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... Yeah. [a pause.] Have you ever thought about like... saying you got a note that told you some stuff? So nobody thinks you're suspicious or whatever.
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I did, but--the other night, Vax and Esti-san and I put up those silly posters...
[SO HIS HANDWRITING IS EVERYWHERE and while he normally wouldn't assume someone would check it, they're so thorough about some things in trials that he doesn't really want to take that risk.]
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... You could tell me? And I could write them for you, and put them up? Or you could tell someone else and they could write it. Or maybe you could type it. You wouldn't be able to track it if you typed it.
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Yasusada looks confused though.]
Type it? [he never figured out what the computers are actually for]
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... Yeah? Like with a computer. Oh, shit, you're a sword, you don't know what a computer is. I could show you?
[being able to help is... helping. they're not quite as upset as before.]
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Yams, on the other hand, did not plan this--but he knows all too well how frustrating it can be to be helpless, and he can sense the change in them, even if it's slight. It's encouraging, and he's glad for it, so he nods.]
Okay. I'd like that.
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very... very slowly, they become a humanoid shape. and then, if yams will let them, they hug him.]
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He accepts it without hesitation, hugging back for as long as Bass seems to need it.]
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they can help with the typing later - for right now, they just take this, with a shuddery little sigh that almost sounds like the kind you do when you've finished crying. they're keeping it together, but... it'll be a long while before they pull away.]