Nah, I guess you just make things messy and people talk about it a lot.
A survey? What are you, gods of telemarketers?
...The entity that is the Animus.
Do you wish for me to lay flowers on your false graves, Aelia Laelia Crispis?
[A guess. Why? Because you spoke of flowers. Because you spoke of orchids. And most importantly, because you are not a bit like Lucius. B|]
[A guess. Why? Because you spoke of flowers. Because you spoke of orchids. And most importantly, because you are not a bit like Lucius. B|]
[Huh? What is this strange feeling?]
Oh, excuse me, might you be the "Animus" my frends told me about?
Oh, excuse me, might you be the "Animus" my frends told me about?
Why would we have dead bodies at home? [she looked but she hasn't yet figured out]
we wouldn't do that
we bring them back
people make messes themselves
we just provide supplies
we just provide supplies
we might be
it's always possible
why wouldn't you
unless no one dies there
unless no one dies there
[people dying in her home...not the one she grew up in, but people definitely had died in the Summers household and the memories weren't exactly settling right now]
People aren't going to die, are they?
People aren't going to die, are they?
I see, I see.
[Ryoji smiles and falls silent for a moment.]
...Hadn't we met before?
[Ryoji smiles and falls silent for a moment.]
...Hadn't we met before?
Such a pretty poem.
Your Latin needs work.
Your Latin needs work.
[Juliet's Latin is mostly limited to what she knows from the Church, from Friar Laurence's insistence on learning certain things in the original, and the words she can pick out make her shudder.]
Why speak of tombs when here there is no true death?
Why speak of tombs when here there is no true death?
Do you know any of the others' names?
it's dead
of course it rots a little
of course it rots a little
you can have a tomb without a body
cleaner that way
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