week 2, sunday

[alttitude]

[ . . . Jae-ha needs to see him.

He knows that.

Away from everyone else - he needs to see him. So he visits the kitchen first, and he makes something delicious without any help - and he makes a cup of coffee.

Then he goes to the dungeons.]

.... knock knock.

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[alttitude]

[ . . . hah.]

He doesn't make it easy.

But you did it all for him, didn't you? Well - a lot of it was for you... but he was never meant to get caught in the crossfire. Something like that?

... I don't want your efforts to go to waste, even if I still don't agree with what you did.

[I don't want your death to be in vain.]

I'll do what I can.

[melancoffeea]

Something like that, yes. I never intended to survive this farce. My partner could have been anyone, and my actions would have remained the same.

[Sandalphon smiles. For this, he'll give the whole truth: Jae-ha deserves that much.]

However . . . as the days passed by us, and the more he spoke those purehearted words to me . . . I realized that, more than my punishment, I wanted him to live.

Compared to the rest of us, he's but a newborn. He tries to do everything on his own, but he could use the help of those around him—should he survive the execution. [He pauses.] Thank you.

[alttitude]

[ . . . . hah. Jae-ha just laughs at that, even if it lacks any true trace of joy.]

.... you couldn't spare some of that for yourself, could you? To me, the two of you are similar. You don't get to know very much about the rest of the world at all... He's just more excited to learn than you are.

Take a page from his book.

... though regardless, I'll do as you ask.

[melancoffeea]

[He acknowledges that they're similar—but the differences set them completely apart, he thinks.

Satisfied with Jae-ha's answer, Sandalphon takes a sip of coffee, then reaches for the bowl of food next. The silence doesn't bother him.]