It's time for an after party!

[perpend]

[About an hour after the trial and subsequent execution, Cabanela makes a decision.

They need to do something, keep the morale up, however little it may be.

Under each occupied room door people will find the following note written:


In difficult times such as this, it is important to carry on.
Don't give into despair; we must preservere.
If you don't want to be alone this evening, meet me in the dining hall.
-Cabanela

[Upon entering the dinning hall, you will find Cabanela sitting at one of the tables; he has lit two candles that are placed at the center of the table, but there's nothing else to note.

You'll have to supply your own food, since he doesn't have much of an appetite.]

Comments

[becauseicould]

[He's doing the saint's work at this point.

Still, she just kind of chuckles--it's a little hollow.] Fuhuhu...I'm holding, that's for sure. We can't be blamed for having a little hope, can we? I thought we might have had a chance.

[She takes another sip of tea and goes back to a more neutral expression.] What about you? You were on fire in that trial--I'm sure if you weren't around, we would have made the wrong choice.

[perpend]

Maybe it'll end here; we can still have hope about that.

[Maybe. He's not nearly as confident about this as he was just yesterday.

He manage a smile, though it's rather forced.]

I did what I could to help; I wasn't about to let Kaneki's killer get away with it.

[It's lucky that he had been right, if he hadn't been, well... it would have been ugly.]

[becauseicould]

[She doesn't seem nearly as confident, at this point; they've done it once, haven't they? The Conductor won't stop until no one is left...

Still, she gives him a tired smile in kind.]

You still nailed him to the wall with everything, though--it's the best anyone could've asked for in this situation.

I'm sure Kaneki's vindicated, wherever he is now. [She swishes the tea in her cup and shakes her head.] I wish I got to know him more.

[perpend]

[He sure did manage to nail Reaver with everything-- and what a shame, because Cabanela had genuinely not had a problem with him. Now, though...

Well. All he can hope is that there's no such thing as ghosts, vengeful or otherwise.]

I didn't speak with him much. It's a shame, now.

Spending an entire week unable to eat, he was probably worried he was going to attack someone at some point.

[becauseicould]

[She never did know the guy herself--hopefully he stays where he is, as far as she's concerned.

And as far as she's concerned, people like him should be rotting in hell.]

...Do you think if he asked, anyone would've tried to help him out?

[Undyne knows it likely sounds absurd, but...she wants to believe that this could've easily been solved had Reaver been. You know. Not Reaver.]

[perpend]

[That's a good question, actually.]

I dooon't know. It would be a lot to ask of a person, but humans do have soft tissue-- parts of them where there's muscle but no vital organs.

I'm sure someone would have stepped forward, for him.

[becauseicould]

...They do?

[This is the first she's heard of it. Then again, human anatomy her world is entirely nonexistent, and monsters aren't exactly the same as humans...

That's interesting to know, though.]

I hope so. It would've been nice to watch the Conductor choke on his own ego.

[She's gonna go for another gulp, realizing at that point that she could use another cup. ...Well, she looks over at him, too.]

How do you feel about tea, out of curiosity?

[perpend]

[He nods.]

It would leave a pretty obvious wound, especially untreated, but I'm sure... I'm sure Kaneki wouldn't want to hurt anyone.

[But there's not much they can do about it now. He brightens at the question.]

I'm a biiig fan of tea, actually!