PRIVATE CONFLICT: ZENITSU

[madburnout]

MEME TO COME (i have to do a meme deep dive)

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WEEK 1 - POST EXECUTION

[madburnout]

[Wherever Zenitsu is after the execution, if Lio spots him he immediately zeroes in - walking over with intent. He has a very serious face on too, though, that's possible just what his face looks like? Run? Talk?]

How is your head?

[does he have to say it like that]

[swordflash]

[After that horrific execution, Zenitsu is on edge. If not for his uncooperative feet, he might have just turned the corner and fled at the first sight of Lio's intense expression. It turns out that he worried over nothing(?), though, because he's asked about something that he more or less forget about until now.]

It, it's still here. [Wrapping a hand around the side of his neck, he looks down. Lio's arm is still there, too.] Why?

[madburnout]

[There's still a few people who act like they should bolt when he enters a room, and he's not sure how he feels about that. Looking at his own arm when it gets glanced at, confused.]

Only checking in.

[a beat.]

Are you alright?

[swordflash]

[It's okay, Lio. Zenitsu wants to bolt from everyone. The fact that people will bother to check in with him like this is the true surprise.

He swallows. Asch just died, and there's Toi . . . ]

I'm fine. What about you?

[madburnout]

[Well. Less than fine. But.]

. . . He did not deserve that end.

[And that is all he will say about that.]

There is nothing to do but move forward now.

[swordflash]

[No, he didn't. Zenitsu trembles from the reminder.]

I understand, but we know what's going to happen next. Can we really call it moving forward when it's the same thing over and over again?

[madburnout]

If we do better, it can be.

Listen, I have something important I need to ask. You are roommates with Stefano and Anastasia, correct? Where did you spend the night of the murder. Were they there?

[swordflash]

[Better . . . He nods, but then his brow knits in confusion.]

I spent the night in our room. We were all there. You don't think one of them is the culprit, do you? Anya isn't like that, and Mr. Valentini told us about how beautiful life is. They wouldn't do that!

[Even if the kills are driven by the subconscious, surely they wouldn't.]