It's a moment before he answers. He's kept all of his plans close to his chest for so long that the prospect of revealing any of the things he's done or planned to do is a little unsettling.
But... it's not like it really matters now. ]
A little over half. Someone else stabbed him and I got arrested for it, like I said. And it's also true that we were always each other's only friends...
...except I stopped thinking of him that way eighteen years ago when he made me lose my father. I only ever pretended to forgive him.
That woman murdered him because I planted something on him that played into her paranoia. Two birds with one stone, once they finally arrested her instead.
He listens quietly, thankful the mirror isn't pointed at him so he can make a face about how his friend made him lose his father. ]
So you managed to engineer all that together just so she'd kill the guy? That's... I gotta admit, that's pretty impressive, even if you did end up getting arrested. Playing that many people is no small feat.
[ zelos wilder crawled so simon keyes could run. ]
That was only supposed to be the beginning, so it's disappointing that I'm not going to be able to see the whole thing through and make sure the worst of them get theirs. Even if I got the ball rolling, the system's too fucked for me to trust that any of it'll work out without more intervention.
To be fair, I didn't think there was that much of a risk. In a normal legal system, that so-called evidence wouldn't have been enough to pin anything on me. All they even proved was that an animal with brown fur could have potentially been involved in making some footprints near where someone died.
They offered something that had been taken from me that I had no other way of getting back. If they were somehow telling the truth about that, then great. And if not, there'd be one less person I'd have to worry about killing me.
[ Zelos thinks about making a joke that by that logic, what they offered would've gone to Money, not him, but he decides it's probably not worth it. ]
That's the smart way to look at it, at least. Two birds with one stone.
[ There's a small, contemplative noise that comes from his side of the mirror, and what sounds like a shifting of the bed, as moves to a sitting position. ]
Not that it makes that much of difference, anymore.
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Most people don't really look too hard past what you show them. So that's not that surprising.
[ He pauses for a second. ]
How much of what you were talking about true? About that friend of yours and getting arrested?
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It's a moment before he answers. He's kept all of his plans close to his chest for so long that the prospect of revealing any of the things he's done or planned to do is a little unsettling.
But... it's not like it really matters now. ]
A little over half. Someone else stabbed him and I got arrested for it, like I said. And it's also true that we were always each other's only friends...
...except I stopped thinking of him that way eighteen years ago when he made me lose my father. I only ever pretended to forgive him.
That woman murdered him because I planted something on him that played into her paranoia. Two birds with one stone, once they finally arrested her instead.
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He listens quietly, thankful the mirror isn't pointed at him so he can make a face about how his friend made him lose his father. ]
So you managed to engineer all that together just so she'd kill the guy? That's... I gotta admit, that's pretty impressive, even if you did end up getting arrested. Playing that many people is no small feat.
[ zelos wilder crawled so simon keyes could run. ]
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What can I say, I'm a diligent guy.
That was only supposed to be the beginning, so it's disappointing that I'm not going to be able to see the whole thing through and make sure the worst of them get theirs. Even if I got the ball rolling, the system's too fucked for me to trust that any of it'll work out without more intervention.
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Must've been pretty important to go for it, if you were willing to risk tossing all that hard work out the window.
[ It's more of a passive observation than him actively trying to find out what it is. ]
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They offered something that had been taken from me that I had no other way of getting back. If they were somehow telling the truth about that, then great. And if not, there'd be one less person I'd have to worry about killing me.
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That's the smart way to look at it, at least. Two birds with one stone.
[ There's a small, contemplative noise that comes from his side of the mirror, and what sounds like a shifting of the bed, as moves to a sitting position. ]
Not that it makes that much of difference, anymore.
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[ He's going the opposite route and getting more comfortable, lying back against his pillow with his arm behind his head. ]
If I had to choose between getting murdered and getting executed, though, I'd choose this. At least I wasn't anyone's prey.