Week 1, Post-Investigation: Sei

[withsadness]

[Feeling incredibly sad about Lion, Mary is just sighing and teetering on a spring ride. She's not doing anything or talking to anyone, so it's easy enough to start a conversation about potentially incriminating evidence!]

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[feminitis]

[The look on her face breaks Sei's heart. ...yes, it's better that this comes up now instead of unexpectedly tomorrow; this way, Mary can steel herself for it.]

I don't! It looked like someone got carried away painting and threw the shirt away after people got dirty. But it was there when we went looking for evidence, so somebody might think it.

[withsadness]

But...why would anyone use a shirt that would fit someone as small as me or Max?

[She'd think that maybe someone just wanted to protect their own clothes, but if they couldn't fit into it, that can't be right at all.]

Thank you for letting me know. I don't want to say something wrong tomorrow just because I'm scared.

[feminitis]

I don't know... I suppose it might have fit some of the smaller girls as well, but it really did look like it was made for a child. [Maybe it's some kind of a red herring...?]

But I don't think that you had anything to do with it, which is why I came to you with this. ...I'll help you however I can tomorrow, all right, Mary-chan? My partner will too, I'm sure. He's a little rough around the edges, but he isn't a bad guy.

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[withsadness]

[Mary takes a deep breath in silence, then slides off of the spring ride until her feet touch the ground.

[withsadness]

[And then she steps forward and gives Sei a hug.]

If I remember the profiles right, I like him. He's really nice. You're nice, too. Thank you for believing in me--I promise I had nothing to do with it. I liked Lion, and I really like Izaya so I'd never try and get either of them hurt.

[feminitis]

[Oh.

She's always thought it was especially unfair that Mary has to be subjected to something like this at all, but when the girl's arms come around her, that just hammers it home. She wraps on arm around her to return the hug and brings a hand up to ruffle her hair.]

I know you wouldn't. We'll figure out who did this, just like last week. I promise.

[withsadness]

I promise, too! I'll do my best!

[She'll help sniff out the criminal!]

Is there anything else you can tell me about what you found, or was that all that there was?

[feminitis]

[mary will do her best... good.]

The shirt had some red paint on it, and there was a can of red spray paint that still had paint in it there, too. But that's all we found there.