Question for E

[diabolicbeauty]

Enjolras, how did your interview with the Siberian Puppy go? I wish you'd told me in advance so I could round up some legal representation for you...I know you have faith in justice, but there are some ugly cases extant where Justicia handed over her robes to an impersonator and innocents suffered.

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[justanotheridealist]

It went how it went.

It could have gone better.

There is no good way of putting this matter, really. You seem so jaded, yet I can't, in good faith, dismiss your cynicism at this point. I'm not in a foul mood, more contemplative than anything.

Suffice to say, the ones who likely killed the poor woman found themselves to be eating dirt as well. This is what troubles me. Perhaps I was naive to assume that the tormentors had left the scene after pushing the car into the river, and that whomever retrieved me found themselves bereft of obstacles save for the trunk and the water. All the same, it must have taken time to dig the graves, shallow though I'm sure they were, and so I wonder if it was happening while I awoke on the shore.

If I had looked about, checked for footprints maybe, but that line of reasoning is pointless and doesn't help anything.

There is another matter but that's so terribly inconsequential in the face of three murders.

[diabolicbeauty]

I'm not going to suggest counselling or anything like that - it would seem ridiculous in the context of our history and your character - but...this is all pretty damn enormous. You're holding back, aren't you, about what happened today? I don't expect to see you rattled, but you are being very circumspect.

I'm still shaking my head over this. You witnessed a murder and nearly died yourself. And some mysterious figure intervened. You're better equipped to deal with this entire scenario than anyone I know...but PLEASE no more interviews with the police without representation. At the very least, take someone - say, me - as a witness.

It's been said the past I have the self-preservation insticts of a cat. And right now, they're screaming at me on behalf of us all.

[justanotheridealist]

Never thought I'd see the day when you brought up therapy to me. I'm not sure whether to be bemused or considerate of the suggestion, however hand-waving it may be.

Though now you've made me smile at the idea of explaining our rather odd situation to a third-party. That poor therapist.

If I am holding back, I suppose it's because it's a rather odd subject. I'm apparently a suspect in this triple homicide case. Fascinating, really, the leaps of logic that one must go to in order to connect those dots. I didn't bother with representation because I thought it was merely a reiteration of what I've already told them, and I would like to keep my faith in the system while knowing that it has its fair share of cracks.

I shall take a witness with me next time, or I'll bring a lawyer depending on the circumstances.

What irks me is that if they spend so much time focusing on me, the actual killer remains free.

[diabolicbeauty]

Unless the killer was trying to set you up, I'd like to pin a damn medal on him, buy him a bottle of champagne, and throw a parade in his - or hers, or theirs, come to think of it - honor.

He saved your life, and THAT I don't hold lightly.

I'm not trying to mother you...you know all this...I just want to make sure that when you get yourself involved in these things you know that we always, always have your back.

[justanotheridealist]

I don't think it's a frame job. If it was, he or she could have left the bodies there, removed every part of the bonds, and pilfered my phone. I'm sure there are other things, but those are the first few that pop into mind. Any evidence they have is purely circumstantial which is why I'm not worried about my own sake.

I have you to do that for me.

I know you're there for me. You, Combeferre, all the others, I know this. Which is another contributing factor to why I'm not worrying. I don't consider it mothering. It took me awhile to find you all. I'm not willing to let go without a fight.