Yes, for the first. I had thought that's what you meant to say - I made the accusation, and you never cleanly denied it. That letter Miss Ulrika wrote - wasn't it about you?
[Yeah she still can't say it. Her frustration at not being able to speak the words is probably very visible; COME ON!! Taf, from the bed, lets out a little flat whine, his fur bristling and tail lashing.]
[ain't that a loaded question to ask a jrpg character. Alisaie nods.]
I cannot tell you I've not killed before. Alphinaud and I have seen much and more than many of those here, I'd wager, and in the doing there have been times where we were forced to make war.
[Hmm. She closes her eyes, like she's choosing her words carefully.]
I had the impression that you couldn't help it. Sort of how Mr. Hoover had said he had no choice but to listen. That you didn't . . . have any ability to refuse.
[Normally, Susato would treat this like a puzzle, but she's already quite frustrated by circumstances, and it's hard to feel this lost. These stupid goddamn angels.]
I'm not sure, Alisaie. Because you had met them before? [. . .] Perhaps they had given you instructions, simply not the ones I assumed?
[A huff.]
I wonder, though, if I thought what I first thought, why I - [She trails off, as though she's thinking better of continuing that thought.]
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[Hmm.]
So Alphinaud was worried for you. But I fail to understand.
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Do you remember what I told you happened at the end of last week's trial? What I could not say?
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[. . .]
Are you saying Alphinaud was also. . . ?
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What? No! That wasn't it at all!
[HELP???????????]
You were convinced of my guilt? And now Alphinaud's?
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[What the hell.]
Yes, for the first. I had thought that's what you meant to say - I made the accusation, and you never cleanly denied it. That letter Miss Ulrika wrote - wasn't it about you?
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No, it wasn't. I don't know who she meant by it.
What I tried to say last week was that--
[Yeah she still can't say it. Her frustration at not being able to speak the words is probably very visible; COME ON!! Taf, from the bed, lets out a little flat whine, his fur bristling and tail lashing.]
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[She looks fairly distraught at this, actually.]
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I cannot tell you I've not killed before. Alphinaud and I have seen much and more than many of those here, I'd wager, and in the doing there have been times where we were forced to make war.
But I have not killed here.
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[She sighs, folding her hand in her lap.]
Then I entirely misunderstood you last week. I apologize.
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You needn't apologize. I may not know all the details that led you to your conclusion, but if my own actions contributed to it, so be it.
I'm more surprised you elected to speak with me still, given your suspicions.
[Unless it was to get more evidence but WE'RE IGNORING THAT PART]
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I had the impression that you couldn't help it. Sort of how Mr. Hoover had said he had no choice but to listen. That you didn't . . . have any ability to refuse.
[. . .]
I feel very foolish.
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You aren't foolish at all, Susato. You're nearly there.
What you just said--why would that be the case?
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And they offered him something. But he could have refused it, yes?
[Alisaie frowns, trying to figure out if there's any way to share what she wants to say. Finally...]
...The story I told you before and what you said about why you've continued to speak with me. I must needs leave them to you to find the truth.
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[She seems quite uncertain.]
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Not quite, though close. Let me try once more--
When I heard Alphinaud's voice calling, he said that "they" had taken Esmerie when they came for him.
I was certain he meant the Angels.
Why might I have thought that?
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I'm not sure, Alisaie. Because you had met them before? [. . .] Perhaps they had given you instructions, simply not the ones I assumed?
[A huff.]
I wonder, though, if I thought what I first thought, why I - [She trails off, as though she's thinking better of continuing that thought.]
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But then Susato adds to them, and a look of bemusement comes to her face.]
Why you...?
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[Oh, well. Her body language conveys enough.]
So they gave you instructions, and these instructions are somehow related towards your suspicions about Yukio Okumura-san.
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[But there's a look of relief on her face, a tiny quirk of a smile.]
As I said--there was a reason for my belief. I cannot be certain, however.