[Wedging her foot gently in the doorway so he can't close it again.]
It is kelp tea, I'm afraid. It is. . . an acquired taste.
[Wrinkling her nose at the smell of alcohol. For shame, Mr. Sholmes! Anyway, she did bring some nasty kelp tea with her, apparently. Anyway, a true deductive mastermind might notice that she's shoved a piece of paper into her kimono sleeve as though she's thought better of giving it to someone.]
Well, by cruelly, I mean that. . . pardon if it is none of my business, but have you been the subject yet again of those curses for the past few days?
[Because she feels a little awkward talking about this with him but if he's okay with it then she can stop politely pretending not to notice he's been love arrowed?]
Did you fall under this strange effect twice this week? [Not just van Zieks, but Kotetsu, too.]
I do want to find out who is at the bottom of this. My theory was that it was a power from the coins. But...this seems much more than that. I would hardly want you to be distracted from the massive tasks at hand. Miss Susato.
It does seem likely to be a power from the coins. You are right that we ought not be distracted, but you more than anyone ought to be able to consider these grand mysteries, rather than dealing with such. . . disquieting invasions.
It could be, but..."rhyming". "I can summon a plant than can sing." "I can make my face and hair beautiful". Those are paltry things. This feels like it's on another level...
[But he doesn't know. He can only deduce.]
But regardless...yes. I don't appreciate the attempt to put me out of commission.
Yes. . . mine is to create a meal. I have had some thought about that, but it is best saved for a rainy day. And I do know of one ability to make someone hear the sound of bells ring all day long.
[She frowns.]
But you are right that it is on another level. To change your very thoughts - how invasive. Have you spoken with the watchers about this?
Oh, dear. Of course that would not slip your attention.
[She sighs and hands him a little folded note. It is folded in such a way as to suggest that the contents of the note remain private from Susato, who is just conveying a message she has not read, and yet the folding is so neat and precise that it was probably folded by Susato to give this impression.
Sholmes,
Forthwith you shall carry on as if the events between us of the past two days had never occurred. Additionally you will not speak to me unless it is a business matter and absolutely necessary.
-Prosecutor Barok van Zieks]
It did seem to me, given circumstances, unnecessary to deliver this message. But it is yours.
[He reads over it.....but the look on his face is not surprised. In fact, it just hardens.]
[He just folds it back up, putting a hand to his forehead.]
Ah, that dolt. Thinks he can emotionally close himself off like nothing matters. [He mutters. And then a pause, before he looks up at her.] If he thinks it so fit to use you as some message carrier again, you let me know. I'll sort him out for this alone.
I am capable of telling him so myself, and did so. He is behaving quite rashly and discourteously, in my opinion. But the message did clarify some of my suspicions of what had happened, so I wished to speak to you myself.
[She was never planning to deliver the message unless it turned out her guess about what had happened was wrong.]
[Really, she just assumes that Sholmes wouldn't want her to know about his personal affairs, and it makes her feel uncomfortable to have seen something she assumes he'd prefer to keep from her. But since they're discussing it openly, it bothers her a little less.]
I only wished to confirm that it had worn off and that you were alright. Please do not be troubled on my account.
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It is kelp tea, I'm afraid. It is. . . an acquired taste.
[Wrinkling her nose at the smell of alcohol. For shame, Mr. Sholmes! Anyway, she did bring some nasty kelp tea with her, apparently. Anyway, a true deductive mastermind might notice that she's shoved a piece of paper into her kimono sleeve as though she's thought better of giving it to someone.]
Well, by cruelly, I mean that. . . pardon if it is none of my business, but have you been the subject yet again of those curses for the past few days?
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[He's narrowing his eyes at her, after glancing at that piece of paper.]
May I ask how you know?
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[Definitely not the whole truth.]
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[He's staring at her.]
Who did this to me, miss Susato? Did they tell you?
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I haven't any idea, truly.
[. . .]
It is only that Lord van Zieks was also acting rather strangely.
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[A low noise, like a cold laugh.]
Ah, yes. No doubt he's more than annoyed at all of this. What did he tell you? That he had feelings for me?
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[Awkward.]
We spoke this morning.
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[Yeah, not surprising.]
Whatever it was wore off this morning. Not at all surprising.
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[Because she feels a little awkward talking about this with him but if he's okay with it then she can stop politely pretending not to notice he's been love arrowed?]
Did you fall under this strange effect twice this week? [Not just van Zieks, but Kotetsu, too.]
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[He looks. Incredibly tired.]
You'd be right on that one, my dear madam.
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I shall have to give everyone a piece of my mind.
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[And a shake of the head.]
I do want to find out who is at the bottom of this. My theory was that it was a power from the coins. But...this seems much more than that. I would hardly want you to be distracted from the massive tasks at hand. Miss Susato.
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It does seem likely to be a power from the coins. You are right that we ought not be distracted, but you more than anyone ought to be able to consider these grand mysteries, rather than dealing with such. . . disquieting invasions.
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[But he doesn't know. He can only deduce.]
But regardless...yes. I don't appreciate the attempt to put me out of commission.
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[She frowns.]
But you are right that it is on another level. To change your very thoughts - how invasive. Have you spoken with the watchers about this?
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No. I feel like it all just wore off today...and I haven't had the chance.
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[A sigh.]
[And then he's pointing to the paper in her sleeve.]
What is that?
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[She sighs and hands him a little folded note. It is folded in such a way as to suggest that the contents of the note remain private from Susato, who is just conveying a message she has not read, and yet the folding is so neat and precise that it was probably folded by Susato to give this impression.
Sholmes,
Forthwith you shall carry on as if the events between us of the past two days had never occurred. Additionally you will not speak to me unless it is a business matter and absolutely necessary.
-Prosecutor Barok van Zieks]
It did seem to me, given circumstances, unnecessary to deliver this message. But it is yours.
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[He reads over it.....but the look on his face is not surprised. In fact, it just hardens.]
[He just folds it back up, putting a hand to his forehead.]
Ah, that dolt. Thinks he can emotionally close himself off like nothing matters. [He mutters. And then a pause, before he looks up at her.] If he thinks it so fit to use you as some message carrier again, you let me know. I'll sort him out for this alone.
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[She was never planning to deliver the message unless it turned out her guess about what had happened was wrong.]
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[For reasons even Van Zieks doesn't know, so it's hardly like he could blame him. But still, he doesn't like this. The alcohol does not help, sadly.]
What do you wish to ask of me, miss Susato?
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I only wished to confirm that it had worn off and that you were alright. Please do not be troubled on my account.
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[A sigh.]
For what I can tell, something like that only lasts two days.
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