AFTER-ICE-CREAM-PARTY

[pecker]

[Boy everyone is so bloodthirsty tonight. And now a kid is dead and another is gonna execute. Do y'all need some baskin robbins, because it seems like you do!!! So before everyone can leave, Niwatori raises her voice louder than it's gone before now to draw a little attention, and then deflates immediately when she actually gets it.]

Excuse me, please! U-um... this case was really hard, and I think we could all use some time to cool our heads before we finally go back. So... ice cream? Who's with me?

[she'll lead the pack there and anyone else can go home or to visit Clarisse on the set of Orange is the new Black.

Niwa's not that good of a host though, she just gets her own ice cream and lets everyone serve themselves. Who is she to limit your freedom. (Someone who doesn't want to be partly responsible for a Millium Monstrosity, that's who.)]

Comments

[robitussin]

Sure, but - in the end, you were right.

[She's not good at distributing praise, but that's a fact. His instinct was the right one to follow, regardless of whether he was under suspicion too.

Either way, she pauses as he steps closer, and blinks in surprise as he asks that. She's never too comfortable with people showing that kind of concern; it's too foreign for her to know how to respond.]

I'm... fine. I mean, it's not like we decided on the wrong person or anything. You don't need to, um... I'm fine.

[unfashionably]

[ Just like before—she's right. He can't deny that. While he could say more, that doesn't seem like the best option for either of them right now. So, hesitantly, he nods in acceptance.

Then, he focuses on what she says next. ]

Are you sure?

[robitussin]

[There's a shrug. As used to she is at playing it off if she's doing poorly, she's not used to circumstances like this at all; it's more difficult to make her evasion convincing.]

Yeah. I mean, as fine as anyone else. As fine as someone can be with everything going on.