[ hello gale!!! rondo has been mostly hovering by the blue pyre now that the initial panic has started to come down, lingering in the familiarity, but when he spots him, he makes his way over. rondo's gaze sweeps over the posters, and then, he calls out: ]
[ he says, quietly, folding his gloved hands in front of himself. ]
I ... thought perhaps we had already been found out, that we might be rebellious, but... wouldn't they have just put us to sleep? I don't understand what - or why, or anything.
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...Mr. Gale...?
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Ah, yes. Rondo? Did you need something?
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[ his gaze flicks over to the ic profiles, this time, lingering on death's new one before he shakes his head. ]
My apologies, I didn't mean to interrupt you...
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[ looking over at the bulletin board. ]
I suppose I don't know what I expected.
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[ he says, quietly, folding his gloved hands in front of himself. ]
I ... thought perhaps we had already been found out, that we might be rebellious, but... wouldn't they have just put us to sleep? I don't understand what - or why, or anything.