Take...Responsibility?

[kingmakereffect]

Unlike previous weeks in the Vault, there was no specifically allotted time for investigation; for the first time, this weekend the elevator doors remain closed at the end of the first floor corridor. There's no getting down into the courtroom from here – but then, you don't need to. After all, no one is dead. Just the same, however, a crime has been committed; perhaps not one that warrants any sort of death penalty, but one of your number was attacked by someone else still walking among you. The dining hall has been chosen as the allotted meeting place for the day; it's not the same as the trial circle by a long shot, but even so, the portraits of the deceased watch the proceedings from the far wall. Ten Survivors still remain. Let's see who wanted to lower that number by one – or nine.

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[captainobnoxious]

[And to her own credit, Sigrun has been good at seeing past acts if she knows the truth, and she knows the truth right now. So she'll give a glare to everyone else for a moment and pull out a chair to sit in, just so she and Black have some more eye-level.

... And so she can talk as quietly to him as she had Mettaton, because apparently she's cursed and everyone she loves is a potential killer.]

William, [if there was ever a time to use it,] please. Out of everyone here, you couldn't go through with killing someone, even if you wanted to. I don't want your friendships to fall through, but I... I don't know what to do.

[How to help him, because as evidenced in the past she would.]

I've just made things worse for you instead, probably.

[penduli]

[ He doesn't seem to think so. ]