[ Other things of note is a huge wall covered in post it notes and scraps of paper. Apparently Dick, Junpei, and Escha keep a running conspiracy board in their room. Don't worry about it.
She's not in a great mood for talking about plants, but is desperately trying to be polite, so... ]
[ That... sure is a conspiracy board. She supposes it makes sense for the other people in the room, but can't help but wonder what sort of conclusions that they may or may not have come to that they haven't shared with the group. She lingers on it for a while, really, lacing and unlacing her fingers in time with her- breaths? until she speaks again. ]
Forgive me. I didn't come here to waste your time by talking about nothing.
Escha, have you been ... perhaps, not well, all things considered. But... Not different from normal, after everything was found tonight?
[ She's trying to even out her breathing, trying to be able to make herself useful and answer questions - but her breaths are coming out short and shaky. She's still trembling. ]
I've been - a little bit out of it all week. But it hasn't gotten any worse, today. I-I think.
I suppose that's just what happens. Not all of us were made for solving mysteries, or problems of this sort. I'd hazard that very few of us were, really- and that's before all the annoying restrictions they put on us.
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[ uncharacteristically, muzet seems rather subdued. almost anxious?
perhaps it's just concern. ]
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And. Gestures to a potted plant. ]
J... Just be careful not to touch that...
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...I didn't know someone here was good with plants.
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She's not in a great mood for talking about plants, but is desperately trying to be polite, so... ]
I work with herbs a lot... For alchemy.
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[ That... sure is a conspiracy board. She supposes it makes sense for the other people in the room, but can't help but wonder what sort of conclusions that they may or may not have come to that they haven't shared with the group. She lingers on it for a while, really, lacing and unlacing her fingers in time with her- breaths? until she speaks again. ]
Forgive me. I didn't come here to waste your time by talking about nothing.
Escha, have you been ... perhaps, not well, all things considered. But... Not different from normal, after everything was found tonight?
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[ She's trying to even out her breathing, trying to be able to make herself useful and answer questions - but her breaths are coming out short and shaky. She's still trembling. ]
I've been - a little bit out of it all week. But it hasn't gotten any worse, today. I-I think.
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[ she glances around again, then takes a long, shuddering breath before looking faintly sad at the reaction. Is she really that bad...? ]
I'm sorry. I don't mean to upset you, especially after what's happened. Escha... take a deep breath for me, will you?
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It sends her into a small coughing fit. ]
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[ and then she hovers a bit, hands wringing just a little, because hm. Horny bad. No touch allowed. ]
Have you been like this all week without anyone noticing?
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No - no, this is just today.
[ Probably just from crying so hard. ]
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[ not for the right murder though. ]
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[ She wants to optimistic. It's just hard. ]
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[ what's an optimism. black humor or bust. ]
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[ She really doesn't sound like she believes that as strongly as usual. Oh well. ]
... Restrictions?