[ the smile gets a little more genuine, there. flat can see the little papers have numbers and symbols scribbled on them - it looks like someone made them look like japanese yen, though that person clearly didn't have very good handwriting? incredible.
he'll offer him a few papers to take. ]
...I'll likely send them letters, and offerings in the less traditional manner, as well, but... I don't really know what to say, quite yet. Soon, perhaps.
[ that xie lian can say for sure. kaeya is one of his closest, dearest friends - if his reactions at the execution were not any indication of that. his gaze flicks over to flat, for a moment, regarding that small, pained smile, painfully familiar.
his questions are gentle as usual. not quite probing, but trying to get flat to unwind just a little. Therapy Hours. ]
Was that all that made it horrible? Was there anything specific, or merely all of it?
xie lian's brows knit; san lang makes a soft noise and seeks out jack, immediately concerned. ]
I agree with you entirely.
In such a situation, is there a way it should have gone...? [ he doesn't really think so. at least, well. "not have happened at all" would've been good but you know. ]
[ jack is there on flat’s shoulder! it’s working hard to fluff flat’s hair… but when san lang makes a noise, it’ll stop to face the daemon, clacking its beak in greeting.
flat wrings his hands, but speaks evenly. his voice is just a little bit tired. ]
I think Kaeya should have hesitated less. If he knew that Rochalízo was poisoned, then… he should have just killed him before the spectres arrived. I mean, his idea was good! But he should have changed his plan when he realized the whole poison thing.
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[ flat looks at the papers, nodding. while he may not understand everything, he knows that it's a sort of ritual.
idly, he thinks it would just be better to send them a letter, but... ]
Sure! Do you need help burning them, then?
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[ the smile gets a little more genuine, there. flat can see the little papers have numbers and symbols scribbled on them - it looks like someone made them look like japanese yen, though that person clearly didn't have very good handwriting? incredible.
he'll offer him a few papers to take. ]
...I'll likely send them letters, and offerings in the less traditional manner, as well, but... I don't really know what to say, quite yet. Soon, perhaps.
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[ flat smiles as he looks through them. it's a sad, distant smile, but he pushes that aside when he faces xie lian. ]
I just like to write whatever comes to my mind. Even if it doesn't make much sense, you're still writing from your heart, don't you think?
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A bit like a prayer, in that regard. [ xie lian's small smile stays, as he glances over at flat. ] ... Speaking of.
Would you like to talk a little of the events of the weekend? As we have before. [ do you need a therapist little man ]
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[ once again, flat looks down at his lap, falling silent for a couple seconds. ]
I'm not really sure where to start. So much has happened these last few days...
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[ the smile on xie lian's face is gentle, and sympathetic; he gets it, man.
but, with that, he nods, unrolling a paper. ]
Why not start with today? What was it like?
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[ that question was easy to answer. flat faces forward as he talks, his voice a hoarse whisper. ]
It felt horrible.
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...it did, didn't it?
[ his voice is very, very soft. ] Truly, these executions bring no justice or peace. And this one, in particular, was made quite cruel.
[ this entire situation was made quite cruel, but... they can touch on that, later. ]
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[ a pained smile grows on flat’s lips, as he tries to push away the thoughts from today’s execution. ]
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[ that xie lian can say for sure. kaeya is one of his closest, dearest friends - if his reactions at the execution were not any indication of that. his gaze flicks over to flat, for a moment, regarding that small, pained smile, painfully familiar.
his questions are gentle as usual. not quite probing, but trying to get flat to unwind just a little. Therapy Hours. ]
Was that all that made it horrible? Was there anything specific, or merely all of it?
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[ there’s no response from flat for a good half a second. xie lian’s voice is soft, but it isn’t enough to coax the nervousness out of flat.
after that long pause, he shakes his head. ]
Everything. From beginning to end, it shouldn’t have gone like that.
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xie lian's brows knit; san lang makes a soft noise and seeks out jack, immediately concerned. ]
I agree with you entirely.
In such a situation, is there a way it should have gone...? [ he doesn't really think so. at least, well. "not have happened at all" would've been good but you know. ]
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flat wrings his hands, but speaks evenly. his voice is just a little bit tired. ]
I think Kaeya should have hesitated less. If he knew that Rochalízo was poisoned, then… he should have just killed him before the spectres arrived. I mean, his idea was good! But he should have changed his plan when he realized the whole poison thing.