dion

[polliwog]

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week 0, saturday, idk man somewhere

[agamid]

[ so incredibly sad man ]

Prince Sidon. You did good work today.

[polliwog]

[ INCREDIBLY SAD

his thoughts are that he doesn't know if that's true, but he'll go with it. ]

You as well, Prince Dion.

I admit it doesn't feel very rewarding.

[agamid]

It doesn't.

[ is voice is softer than usual ]

On the contrary, I almost feel... defeated.

[polliwog]

[ ugh. every fin on his body ruffles, like a bird with its feathers. ]

Yes.

[ it's clear in him, too. it's something he'd usually try to at least temper for the sake of those around him, but the wound is very fresh and dion is a prince, too. ]

Yet I can't think of a better outcome than finding the... finding Scien. Shouldn't I be able to imagine something more?

[agamid]

Sometimes, hardships can take away our ability to imagine something better. I am sorry that is the case for you, my friend.

[ he puts a hand on sidon's fin. ]

Have you gone to speak with him?

[polliwog]

[ the feeling that answers for him is grateful, not yet hopeless, but still—sad. maybe that's why it feels like such defeat, that they 'won' and they overcame a hardship and yet they emerge with no sum of anything. only more lost parts. it is not the triumphant energy of protecting a domain or saving a friend.

the yellow-blue membrane of his fin almost breathes, stretching mildly under dion's hand. ]

Yes. He wants to me to help ensure that he is killed and his body is burned. Have you?

[agamid]

[ this is such a nice tag but here i am just thinking about sidon's membrane ]

... Not yet. I cannot understand what drove him to do something that he so clearly did not want.

[polliwog]

[ :) flexes his membranes ]

Even after speaking with him, I don't know. I believe when he spoke so favorably of Dahut. He called him his people's hope.

...Perhaps it is naive, but as frightening as the possibility is—I do not believe this was simple malice. [ which makes it something worse—something bigger and more unknowable. yet it's preferable than truly losing hope in someone's good intent. ]

[agamid]

Many theorized that the nanites may have interfered with the killer's ability to think and behave rationally...

[ his lips thin ]

Which means the crime is committed not only against Master Dahut, but Scien as well.

[polliwog]

...Yes. Against someone like Scien, it is particularly cruel.

[ someone so firm in their own actions and vision. the tiniest lapse in optimism from before seems to fold on itself, steeled. ]

We should see if we can find others to redouble on studying the nanites. I know Viktor was going to ask for access to a laboratory.

[agamid]

Have the staff indicated that they would consent to having them studied? I assumed they would be quite protective of their technology.

[polliwog]

[ he laughs a little, fond. ]

I do not think anyone was going to ask permission... [ everyone is so rambunctious ]

[agamid]

... Fair enough. [ snorts ] Indeed, the crew here is tenacious.

I should hope that works to our benefit.

[polliwog]

I believe that it will.

[ he picks himself up a little, having given himself a moment to be a sadsack, seemingly bolstered by the thought of all the gremlins they have scurrying about. ]

After something like this, tenacity is our only option. We do still need to ensure that everyone here makes it safely home, no? [ continuing on and keeping their chins up (and on his part, smiling) is part of the royal business. ]

[agamid]

You're most right, Prince Sidon.

[ smiles! ]

And our company here is nothing if not tenacious. Simply being able to withstand being abducted and brought here is testament enough to that.