[His hand clenches and unclenches more than a few times, and his lips twitch and shoulders jerk. He bites his knuckles and breathes heavily. Calm down. Shintaro touches his hands to his knees, and they bend––eventually, he's sitting on the floor.]
...It's fine.
[And he lays his back down onto the floor, staring up at the ceiling.]
You couldn't get my phone back. You couldn't help me, even if you wanted to.
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[What does he expect?]
That explains the rule, right?
And...why did they start murdering each other? Because they were trapped?
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[He'll either leans in towards her, making some rare full eye contact.]
What's your plan?
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Why am I supposed to have one? Ask Brasco or Thug!
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[And he takes a step forward.]
Aren't Princesses supposed to be responsible? [Assuming she's...actually a princess. He doesn't think she is.]
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Or are you just keenly aware that you're actually useless, so you don't even bother?
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[He bites his lip.]
I'm scared that I'm going to die.
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...It's fine.
[And he lays his back down onto the floor, staring up at the ceiling.]
You couldn't get my phone back. You couldn't help me, even if you wanted to.
You're powerless.
Just like me.
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[tracer where you at]
...What are your powers? [and what makes her so great, anyway.]
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What can he do but start laughing? It's quiet, and he sounds kind of crazy and possibly terrifying, but it's there.]
I'm so fucked.
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. . .
I guess we are.
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Sorry...
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[ otherwise she's off to do...whatever it is she does around here. ]