I don't think it was intentional. Daan might have been the only one watching the living at the time. Everyone else was busy strapping on their bikinis, I guess. One last hurrah before the big showdown.
I don't know, you looked like you were having a great time to me.
Couldn't have been easy, though. [Her expression doesn't shift so much as lessons. Camille's voice is soft at the best of times, but she dials it back another notch.] We couldn't see everything. How you were doing behind closed doors.
...I know we voted. It still doesn't feel right. Putting it all on you. Leaving you all behind. I'm sorry.
Honestly, I was getting tired of games after games, but it made people happy.
[ Small complaints even though it was obvious he also had fun. ]
It's too bad someone stink bombed the house when it would have been easier to just go outside for them to see... [ Crossing his arms. ] Don't feel sorry. For me, I know I put myself in.
I'd feel bad for those who wanted to live, but didn't make the cut. Even if it was lonelier and miserable on this side, a death experience isn't a joke.
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I really was there and gone again.
[She takes a drag from her cigarette, smiling around the smoke. Aimed away from him, naturally.]
They were...very festive. I crashed a hot springs party by accident. Not the welcome I was expecting.
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Man... Cigarettes. Anyway, this has him laugh. ]
A party? While you were dying?
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I don't think it was intentional. Daan might have been the only one watching the living at the time. Everyone else was busy strapping on their bikinis, I guess. One last hurrah before the big showdown.
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Right, right. We had a bunch of them, too, but it might seem pitiful since we were so few.
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I don't know, you looked like you were having a great time to me.
Couldn't have been easy, though. [Her expression doesn't shift so much as lessons. Camille's voice is soft at the best of times, but she dials it back another notch.] We couldn't see everything. How you were doing behind closed doors.
...I know we voted. It still doesn't feel right. Putting it all on you. Leaving you all behind. I'm sorry.
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[ Small complaints even though it was obvious he also had fun. ]
It's too bad someone stink bombed the house when it would have been easier to just go outside for them to see... [ Crossing his arms. ] Don't feel sorry. For me, I know I put myself in.
I'd feel bad for those who wanted to live, but didn't make the cut. Even if it was lonelier and miserable on this side, a death experience isn't a joke.