He and I have been working together from the beginning. I'll be honest, I don't get the shock factor in that reveal. It's not like we've been hiding it.
[She takes a moment to wipe the water off of her face with her sleeve.]
Dick and Beck are the only others that know that I know. It came up when we were helping Beck with her eye. Haymitch was there.
[So, yes, the chain of information is clear. And as for his answer... She listens carefully, watching him as he talks.]
You two really do have a lot in common. I'm sorry. Someone must've really let you down for you to think that way.
[It's said gently, respectfully, because she can only understand where he's coming from to a point, and she knows it. This situation is hell, but it's hands down the worst thing that's ever happened to her. She's not so sure it's that easy a contest with Junpei. He'll elaborate if he wants to, and if not, that's his right.]
Where'd you hear that? "Assume everyone you meet is a thief."
It's not surprising, I already knew that. It's why I told Haymitch that I had to wonder about you and asked him to be discreet if he talked to you about it. [And this is why he's annoyed, amongst other things.] I made a promise to Beck that I wouldn't tell anyone about her. I only told Haymitch in confidence because we're working together. You can see what the problem is.
[It was still his own fault, but. He just...glares at the sky instead. He can glare at everything and there's a bark of a laugh before he just. Shakes his head.]
Japanese proverb. Wording's a little different but same thing. [He doesn't want to explain but this week's been awful with memshares that the constant reminders aren't helping. So there's a pause.] I never told you why I dropped out of school and became a detective, did I?
Hate to point out the obvious, super chief, but sounds to me like the slip-up with Beck is on you. And what does "discreet" even look like in a situation like this? Do you think I would've let him dangle vague little snippets of intel in front of me without giving me the full story? You ought to know me better than that by now.
[She shrugs.]
It's possible he hasn't told me everything. It's not like I'd know better, out here on the fringes.
[There's just a hint of bitterness to that. She's so sick of stumbling around in the dark.]
But the fact remains that he saw fit to tell me what he did. I'll stand by him in that.
...maybe it is. I don't know anymore. [And that's frustrating, too.] I didn't think he'd actually tell you the list of people to prove a point is all. Can we agree on that? Given that things are getting worse I still think it's the right thing not to completely tell everyone everything. Especially since nobody is safe from possession.
[But with that point he drops it and digs a hand into his pocket. A moment later he's pulling out what looks like an emerald-cut diamond ring. He turns to lean his back against the rail.]
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[She takes a moment to wipe the water off of her face with her sleeve.]
Dick and Beck are the only others that know that I know. It came up when we were helping Beck with her eye. Haymitch was there.
[So, yes, the chain of information is clear. And as for his answer... She listens carefully, watching him as he talks.]
You two really do have a lot in common. I'm sorry. Someone must've really let you down for you to think that way.
[It's said gently, respectfully, because she can only understand where he's coming from to a point, and she knows it. This situation is hell, but it's hands down the worst thing that's ever happened to her. She's not so sure it's that easy a contest with Junpei. He'll elaborate if he wants to, and if not, that's his right.]
Where'd you hear that? "Assume everyone you meet is a thief."
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[It was still his own fault, but. He just...glares at the sky instead. He can glare at everything and there's a bark of a laugh before he just. Shakes his head.]
Japanese proverb. Wording's a little different but same thing. [He doesn't want to explain but this week's been awful with memshares that the constant reminders aren't helping. So there's a pause.] I never told you why I dropped out of school and became a detective, did I?
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Hate to point out the obvious, super chief, but sounds to me like the slip-up with Beck is on you. And what does "discreet" even look like in a situation like this? Do you think I would've let him dangle vague little snippets of intel in front of me without giving me the full story? You ought to know me better than that by now.
[She shrugs.]
It's possible he hasn't told me everything. It's not like I'd know better, out here on the fringes.
[There's just a hint of bitterness to that. She's so sick of stumbling around in the dark.]
But the fact remains that he saw fit to tell me what he did. I'll stand by him in that.
[...]
You haven't, no.
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[But with that point he drops it and digs a hand into his pocket. A moment later he's pulling out what looks like an emerald-cut diamond ring. He turns to lean his back against the rail.]
You want the long or short version?