[ in a way it was almost easier to deal with the monstrous, Not Robin version of Robin, who wasn't sorry at all and he could turn off all the parts of himself that care or could be hurt by it, rather than the real Robin who he cares about enough to not want to see in this state. The real Robin who actually is devastated that this happened. ]
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her feelings are a little dark, a little bloodthirsty. she looks and feels unhappy. ]
What do you think, Mr. Gale?
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[ he imagines that it's bad. or he does not have to imagine, he can just feel it. ]
... I suppose I want to know, was it my fault?
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How could it possibly be your fault? Is it better or worse to know that it didn't matter to me?
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For saying something that made you think it was the apt choice. For not acting, when I could have, but did not want to.
[ he twists his hands into one another. ]
Was it Astarion? I suppose we simply assumed. I would like to know.
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It had nothing to do with you, but you all should have taken longer to find things. He did try not to antagonize me, at first.
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Hah-- Longer? I would say we did a fairly slow job of uncovering everything, to be quite honest.
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[ her emotions aren't calm, in the way that they feel pressurized, but she says everything calm enough. ]
That's the kind of thing that spreads hope, isn't it?
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You have our number, don't you?
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I don't— I didn't mean... I am sorry, Mr. Gale.
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... Robin?
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[ her voice breaks and becomes almost too quiet. ]
I am sorry I took someone you love away from you. I didn't want... to add to your pain.
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I know you didn't. It's alright.
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[ there's a great uncertainty that's accompanied with guilt and a deep sadness.
she knows what gale means, but she still can't help herself from asking. ]
I don't know if it is.