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[theyregooddogs]

[whenever they are both up to functioning]

What's your plan for tonight?

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[theyregooddogs]

What items did you take?

[afailedmurder]

Practical things — bandages, Tylenol, rubbing alcohol. Only a little; I'm not trying to hoard them. It simply makes me feel better to know that I have immediate access in an emergency. I also took this.

[he pulls out a scalpel with a plastic cap on the end]

Not as a weapon. It simply seems like something that might come in handy.

[besides, he already picked up one of the many many many kitchen knives to use as a weapon]

[theyregooddogs]

Unless you know how to do sutures, that's more harm than help.

So, we're at our last question: Who did you kill, Akechi?

[afailedmurder]

[immediately defensive]

No one. Are you disputing my alibi?

[theyregooddogs]

No, not here. But you killed someone before. Before you came here. So, the question is who? Or, maybe, how many?

[afailedmurder]

[there is an intense shift away from the apathy with which he delivered his earlier answers]

What exactly makes you draw that conclusion?

[theyregooddogs]

This isn't a lesson, Akechi. I'm not going to teach you what your tells are.

[afailedmurder]

So you don't have any evidence.

Well, let's hypothesize about a scenario where I did kill someone. What then?

[theyregooddogs]

I'm considering you as a suspect along with the other people that have experience with killing others. It wouldn't have been someone who's green.

[afailedmurder]

Suspect me all you like, but Kurusu was with me. We may know each other, but he wouldn't cover for me if I'd done something during that time.

[theyregooddogs]

[it would be very easy to throw in a "and this is why you won't ever become an officer" line right now but holding himself back]

Did you have any questions for me?

[afailedmurder]

[only very barely trying to hide the fact that he is still super peeved]

Did you discover anything during your exploration last night?

[theyregooddogs]

Nothing new. I was able to check Santa's remains or whatever they wanted to pass as his, but I wouldn't call that useful.

[afailedmurder]

Did you bring anything back with you?

[theyregooddogs]

No, I didn't.

[afailedmurder]

[pauses]

Do you honestly intend on teaching me anything, or are you merely trying to keep me under control?

[theyregooddogs]

I will teach you, but you're resistant to taking the perspective of others. You aren't settled in your own self.

[afailedmurder]

[this is sssslightly easier to admit to than all the murders]

...Other people have decided who I am and who I get to be my entire life. I'm sick of it.

[theyregooddogs]

That's understandable, but I'm not going to be your therapist, Akechi. My way of analyzing evidence is unorthodox; it doesn't suit a lot of my students.

[afailedmurder]

I've read too many books on psychology for therapy to do much for me, anyway.

[listen, he's. he's a teenager.]

More than evidence, you analyze people, don't you? That's what I want. Evidence can just be faked anyway.

[theyregooddogs]

People are evidence. Everyone has learned and developed behaviors that suit them. External or internal biology can be the cause or effect of those behaviors.

[afailedmurder]

My "tells," was it?

[frrrrown]

I can't have other people looking at me and coming to conclusions like that. Not now.

[theyregooddogs]

I can't teach you how to be a better sociopath, Akechi.

[afailedmurder]

This is precisely what I'm talking about! I- I'm not a sociopath! I'm doing the best I can, and I haven't hurt anyone here, so who are you to judge me?

[theyregooddogs]

[raising his hands up to his waist then dropping them, finally reaching up to hold akechi's face. one stuttering swipe to push akechi's hair out of the way. it is really easy to feel the tremors in will's hands like this.]

You are abnormal. There is nothing wrong with that! You have adapted to survive in a normal world. —You are abnormal, and you are okay.